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By  WILLIAM  B.  O.  PEABODY. 


SPRINGFIELD  : 
PUBLISHED  BY  SAMUEL  BOWLES. 

BOSTON  :    LEONARD  C.  BOWLES. 


18  35. 


Entered  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1835, 
by  the  Compiler,  in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of 

Massachusetts. 


PREFACE. 


The  subscriber  offers  to  the  public  a 
collection  of  Hymns,  which  he  has  been 
preparing  for  several  years.  It  cannot  be 
said,  that  a  new  work  of  the  kind  is  needed 
by  the  churches ;  this  however,  has  been 
made  with  a  view  to  the  wants  and  feelings 
of  the  religious  society  which  he  serves,  and 
may  be  acceptable  to  others,  if  there  are 
any,  whose  taste  resembles  theirs. 

The  writings  of  Watts  and  Doddridge, 
whose  superiority  to  all  others  is  generally 
admitted,  form  the  basis  of  this  collection. 
The  subscriber  has  made  no  attempt  to  give 
the  attraction  of  novelty  to  his  work,  since 
the  best  hymns  are  necessarily  the  most  fa- 
miliar. His  object  has  been  to  provide,  not 
a  book  of  devotional  poetry  to  be  read,  but 
hymns  to  be  sung :  to  suit  them  to  this 
purpose,  he  has  abridged  many  and  altered 
a  few :  but  it  will  generally  be  found,   that 


IV  PREFACE. 

what  seem  like  changes,  are  in  fact  restora- 
tions of  hymns  to  their  original  form. 

The  subscriber  claims  no  advantage  for  his 
work  over  the  other  valuable  collections  now 
in  use,  except  the  number  and  variety  of 
hymns  for  the  Lord's  Supper.  If  it  should 
be  adopted  by  any  religious  societies,  beside 
the  one  for  which  it  was  made,  may  it  aid 
the  spirit  of  devotion ;  but  if  it  prove  un- 
suited  to  this  purpose,  may  it  never  usurp 
the  place  which  another  would  more  worthily 

fill. 

W.  B.  0.  P. 

Springfield,  Feb.  3,  1835. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


According  to  thy  gracious  word,  407 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have,  290 

Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice,  69 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light,  8 

A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page,  165 

Ah  wretched  souls,  that  strive  in  vain,  258 

Alas,  how  fast  our  moments  fly,  250 

Alas,  it  was  but  clay,  185 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangei-s  rise,  273 

All-seeing  God  !  'tis  thine  to  know,  272 

All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare,  496 

Almighty  Father !  gracious  Lord,  73 

Almighty  Maker  !  Lord  of  all,  282 

Almighty  God  !  thy  word  is  cast,  404 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears,  280 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ?  313 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord  ?  334 

And  did  the  Son  of  God  complain?  138 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year,  479 

And  will  the  Majesty  of  heaven  ?  336 

Angel !  roll  the  stone  away,  139 

Another  fleeting  day  is  gone,  439 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done,  10 

Arise,  O  king  of  grace,  arise,  42 

A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won,  315 

As  bodies,  when  the  soul  is  fled,  287 

As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares,  319 

As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks,  332 

At  God's  command  the  morning  ray,  120 

Author  of  good  !  to  thee  we  turn,  231 

A  voice  from  the  desert,  &c,  399 

Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve,  284 

Awake,  my  soul !   and  with  the  sun,  435 

Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes,  304 

Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears,  312 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes,  477 

Away  from  every  mortal  care,  49 

Begin,  my  soul,  some  heavenly  theme,  94 

Behold  the  glass  the  gospel  lends,  394 


VI  INDEX    OF  FIRST    LINES. 

Behold  the  lofty  sky,  168 

Behold  the  morning  sun,  2 

Behold  the  path  that  mortals  tread,  196 

Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross,  416 

Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight !  41 1 

Behold  the  western  evening  light,  484 

Behold,  where  breathing  love  divine,  270 

Beneath  God's  terrors  doomed  to  groan,  472 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head,  194 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high,  27 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand,  340 

Be  Avith  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go,  320 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God,  21 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know,  162 

Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright,  1 

Blest  Instructer  !  from  thy  ways,  362 

Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays,  331 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led,  348 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death,  3S5 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night,  152 

By  Siloam's  cool  and  shady  rill,  171 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find  ?  117 

Children  of  God,  arise  !  371 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day,  140 

Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part,  431 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls,  160 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove,  262 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise,  57 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,  415 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare,  43 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice,  158 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad,  35 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King,  38 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer,  51 

Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord,  53 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed,  347 

Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now,  265 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song,  438 

Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend,  408 

Eternal  and  immortal  King,  285 

Eternal  Father,  we  confess,  317 

Eternal  God  !   Almighty  cause,  61 

Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode,  19 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy,  475 

Eternal  source  of  life  and  thought,  71 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  VII 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating,  59 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night,  212 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee,  274 
Father,  bless  thy  word  to  all,  66 

Father  divine  !  before  thy  view,  216 

Father  divine  !   the  Saviour  cried,  412 

Father  divine  !  thy  piercing  eye,  345 

Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand,  364 

Father  of  all!   whose  sovereign  will,  453 

Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet,  261 

Father  of  light !  we  sing  thy  name,  302 

Father  of  mercies  !  God  of  love  !  226 

Father  of  mercies!  in  thy  word,  157 

Father  of  peace  and  God  of  love,  151 

Father,  we  own  thy  sovereign  hand,  219 
Father,  where'er  thy  people  meet,  48 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright,  450 

From  Christ,  my  Lord,  shall  I  depart  ?  370 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise,  369 

Give  to  the  Lord  immortal  praise,  131 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears,  234 
Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear,  68 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken,  379 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high,  26 

Glory  to  our  God  on  high,  29 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night,  437 
God  in  his  earthly  temples  lays,  36 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son,  1 55 
God  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise,  62 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints,  383 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,  365 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope,  110 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee,  182 

God  of  glory  !   God  of  love  !  502 

God  of  mercy  !  God  of  love !  251 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth,  175 

God  of  my  life  !   thy  constant  care,  339 

God  of  my  life!   through  all  its  days,  179 

God  of  our  lives !  our  thanks  to  thee,  223 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice,  433 

God  of  the  prophets' power,  167 

God,  who  in  various  methods  told,  156 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane,  410 
Gracious  Father !  now  appear,  46 

Grateful  notes  and  numbers  bring,  33 


Vlll  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Great  Author  of  all  nature's  frame,        •  39 

Greatest  of  beings !  Source  of  good,  495 

Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift,  401 

Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds,  507 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame,  1 14 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings,  47 

Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye,  490 

Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view  119 

Great  God !  indulge  my  humble  claim,  256 

Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers,  476 

Great  God  !  the  heavens'  well  ordered  frame,  126 

Great  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine,  12 

Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,  105 

Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway,  142 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God,  384 

Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies,  218 

Great  Object  of  thine  Israel's  hope,  381 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame,  363 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies,  4S9 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel,  504 

Great  Source  of  being  and  of  love,  351 

Great  Source  of  life,  our  souls  confess,  22 


Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise,  141 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign,  245 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet,  376 

Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb,  267 

Hark  !  for  'tis  wisdom's  voice,  354 

Hark,  from  the  tombs  a  solemn  sound,  204 

Hark  !   the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes,  133 

Hear,  gracious  sovereign,  from  thy  throne,  239 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken,  385 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims,  461 

He  dies!  the  friend  of  sinners  dies,  414 

Here  have  we  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord,  420 

Here,  to  the  High  and  holy  One,  492 

How  are  thy  glories  here  displayed,  426 

How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord,  112 

How  beautiful  their  feet,  161 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds,  358 

How  blest  thy  creature  is,  O  God,  367 

How  can  we  adore,  or  worthily  praise,  34 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear,  52 

How  glorious,  Lord,  art  thou,  402 

How  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign,  209 

How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss,  337 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  IX 

How  long,  sometimes,  a  day  appears,  455 

How  many  millions  draw  their  breath,  357 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I,  55 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair,  56 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine,  163 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings,  375 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts,  374 

How  shall  we  praise  the  eternal  God,  129 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life,  187 

How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave  !  205 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls,  186 

How  well  our  great  Preserver  knows,  95 

If  human  kindness  meets  return,  417 

I  lift  my  soul  to  God,  99 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath,  17 

Immortal  God  !   on  thee  we  call,  149 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee,  88 

In  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life,  106 

Indulgent  God  !  with  pitying  eye,  387 

In  every  opening  spring,  481 

In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand,  72 

In  life's  gay  morn,  when  sprightly  youth,  173 

Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way,  307 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid,  434 

Interval  of  grateful  shade,  440 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth,  174 

In  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love  !  469 

I  read  my  duty  in  the  word,  136 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away,  377 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face,  107 

Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour,  70 

Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art,  264 

Is  there  on  earth  a  nobler  name,  154 

Is  this  the  kind  return  ?  318 

Jehovah,  God  !  thy  gracious  power,  79 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be,  153 

Jesus  invites  his  friends,  427 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies,  406 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun,  143 

Joy  to  the  world  !   the  Lord  is  come,  134 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things,  90 

Kind  Dispenser  of  each  blessing,  15 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds,  397 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend !  159 
B 


X  INDEX  OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be,      ■  184 

Let  party  names  no  more,  268 

Let  sinners  take  their  course,  215 

Let  songs  of  praise  from  all  below,  468 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,  183 

Lift  up,  ye  saints,  your  weeping  eyes,  201 

Light  of  those  Avhose  dreary  dwelling,  322 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain,  191 

Lo  !  I  am  come  with  joy  to  do,  447 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name,  132 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound,  378 

Look  back,  my  soul,  with  grateful  love,  108 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  67 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they,  292 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  but  thou  wilt  prove,  263 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains,  346 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear,  11 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows,  6 

Lord  of  the  sea  !   thy  powerful  sway,  473 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above,  50 

Lord  of  the  world's  majestic  frame,  121 

Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray,  457 

Lord,  thou  art  good,  all  nature  shows  81 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through,  89 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name,  189 

Lord,  we  have  made  our  steadfast  choice,  27S 

Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way,  422 

Lord,  what  offering  shall  we  bring,  344 

Lord,  when  iniquities  abound,  398 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,  301 

Mark  the  soft  falling  showers,  164 

May  we,  O  Lord,  maintain,  299 

Mistaken  souls  !  who  dream  of  heaven,  286 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so!  295 

My  Father!   cheering  name,  221 

My  God!   accept  my  early  vows,  58 

My  God!  all  nature  owns  thy  sway,  128 

My  God  !  assist  me  while  I  raise  350 

My  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love,  436 

My  God  !   I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought  229 

My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope,  177 

My  God  !  my  King  !   thy  various  praise  104 

My  God  !  my  strength,  my  hope,  281 

My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be  275 

My  God  !  permit  my  tongue  240 

My  God !  the  covenant  of  thy  love  236 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES.  XI 

My  God  !  the  steps  of  pious  men  311 

My  God  !   thy  service  well  demands  45 1 

My  God  !   what  silken  cords  are  thine,  342 

My  God  !  whose  all-pervading  eye,  255 

My  gracious  God  !   I  own  thy  right,  294 

My  gracious  God  !   whose  changeless  love,  324 

My  helper  God  !  I  bless  his  name,  178 

My  Maker  and  my  King,  237 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God,  325 

My  soul !  repeat  his  praise,  25 

My  soul  shall  bless  thee,  O  my  God,  180 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone,  93 

Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came,  230 

Nations,  attend  before  his  throne,  28 

Nature,  a  temple  worthy  heaven,  480 

Nature,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing,  31 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard,  213 

Not  he,  whose  baseless  hope  relies,  288 

Not  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze,  419 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord,  170 

No  war  nor  battle's  sound,  506 

Now  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive,  466 

Now  let  the  feeble  all  be  strong,  306 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey,  144 

Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead,  432 

Now  the  morning  God  hath  blessed,  5 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song,  148 

Now  to  that  sovereign  grace,  101 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  1" 

O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One,  493 

O,  come  and  sing  your  Maker's  name,  30 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing,  24 

O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear,  3 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  242 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God,  214 

O,  God  of  Jacob,  by  whose  hand  341 

O,  God  of  yonder  starry  frame,  454 

O  God,  our  strength,  to  thee  the  song,  63 

O  God,  we  praise  thee  and  confess,  20 

O  God,  who  mad'st  the  earth  and  sky,  448 

O  God,  within  thy  power  I  stand,  °6 

0?  happy  Christian,  who  can  say,  360 

O  happy  is  the  man  who  hears,  °1" 

O  happy  souls  are  they,  360 

O  Israel !  blest  beyond  compare,  380 


Xll  INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

O  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love,                   .  421 

O  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven,  486 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  word,  393 

O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil,  228 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  king,  96 

O,  may  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep,  409 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  chosen  day,  7 

O,  render  thanks  to  God  above,  44 

O,  Source  of  uncreated  light,  41 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways,  260 

O  that  thy  statutes  every  hour,  253 

O  Thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne,  498 

O  Thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat,  361 

O  Thou,  by  long  experience  tried,  467 

O  Thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight,  326 

O  Thou,  who  hearest  when  sinners  c^,  252 

O  Thou,  whose  arm  of  power  surrounds,  491 

O  Thou,  whose  presence  glows  in  all,  497 

O,  turn,  great  ruler  of  the  skies,  359 

O,  'twas  a  joyful  sound  to  hear,  54 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground,  309 

Our  Father!   Source  of  grace  divine,  352 

Our  Father!   we  are  thine,  372 

Our  fathers'  God,  whose  eye  of  love,  494 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past,  195 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls,  423 

Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing,  192 

Our  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord,  82 

Our  souls  with  pleasing  wonder  view,  80 

O,  where  shall  rest  be  found,  207 

O,  ye  immortal  throng,  145 

O,  ye  who  seek  Jehovah's  face,  271 

Peace  be  to  this  habitation,  446 

Perpetual  source  of  light  and  grace,  296 

Pleasing  Spring  again  is  here,  482 

Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens  adore  him,  18 

Praise  to  Him  by  whose  kind  favor,  64 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise,  224 

Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might,  328 

Praise  to  thy  name,  eternal  God,  297 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise,  32 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs,  150 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord,  241 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds,  373 


INDEX   OF  FIRST  LINES.  Xlll 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return,  276 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings,  257 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path,  368 

Rise,  sun  of  glory   rise,  508 

Safely  through  another  week,  444 

See  from  on  high  a  light  divine,  135 

See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand,  500 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling,  483 

Servant  of  God,  well  done,  499 

Shall  the  frail  race  of  flesh  and  blood,  400 

Shine  forth,  eternal  source  of  light,  386 

Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God,  316 

Should  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field,  471 

Should  the  rising  whirlwinds  tear,  225 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive,  249 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name,  130 

Sing  to  the  Lord  who  loud  proclaims,  217 

Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord,  308 

So  firm  the  saint's  foundations  stand,  220 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express,  298 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong,  91 

Sons  of  men,  behold  from  far,  349 

Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past,  65 

Sovereign  of  life  !   before  thine  eye,  1£8 

Sovereign  of  nature!  all  is  thine,  403 

Spirit,  leave  thy  house  of  clay,  460 

Stand  stiil,  refulgent  orb  of  day,  208 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears,  303 

Supreme  and  universal  light,  254 

Supreme  in  wisdom  as  in  power,  109 

Sure  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest,  463 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace,  77 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  Pving,  4 

Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies,  202 

Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way,  259 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days,  190 

Thanks  be  to  God  the  Lord,  396 

That  awful  hour  will  soon  appear,  200 

The  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high,  37 

The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers,  395 

The  day  approaches,  O  my  soul,  430 

The  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame,  74 


XIV  INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name,                •  188 

The  heaven  declares  thy  glory,  Lord,  123 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord,  125 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads,  424 

The  Law  by  Moses  came,  169 

The  lifted  eye  and  bended  knee,  289 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord,  83 

The  Lord  !   how  wondious  are  his  ways,  98 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare,  84 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is,  85 

The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might,  124 

The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all,  87 

The  morn  of  life,  how  fair  and  gay,  172 

There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high,  210 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands,  206 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  211 

The  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great,  244 

The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above,  428 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high,  227 

The  swift  declining  day,  131 

The  time  draws  near  when  every  soul,  390 

The  traveller,  lost  in  night,  166 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace,  92 

Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt,  321 

This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee,  501 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  1 3 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God,  279 

Though  every  grace  my  speech  adorned,  247 

Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene,  111 

Thou,  mighty  God,  art  Lord  alone,  118 

Thou,  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above,  122 

Thrice  happy  he  who  fears  the  Lord,  269 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven,  243 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same,  115 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God,  197 

Through  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  way,  314 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on,  441 

Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One,  389 

Thus  saith  the  first  and  great  command,  246 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  love,  97 

Thy  piercing  eye,  O  God,  surveys,  329 

Thy  presence,  ever  living  God,  509 

Time  by  moments  steals  away,  4'8 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand,  470 

'Tis  finished,  so  the  Saviour  cried,  413 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race,  ^0 

To  God,  the  only  wise,  23 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES.  XV 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes,  459 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive,  235 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine,  193 

To  thee,  O  God,  my  days  are  known,  330 

To  thee,  O  God,  we  homage  pay,  147 

To  thee  my  wants  are  known,  425 

To  thy  temple  I  repair,  445 

Triumphant,  Lord,  thy  goodness  reigns,  76 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head,  382 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  awful  night,  405 

Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite,  327 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb,  462 

Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry,  333 

Up  to  the  hills  [  lift  my  eyes,  102 

Upward  I  lift  my  eyes,  453 

"Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will,  U6 

Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope,  100 

We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good,  75 

We  bless  the  eternal  source  of  light,  429 

We  hail  the  anointed  king,  146 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,  9 

We  would  not  seek,  with  God  our  friend,  232 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,  222 

When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past,  356 

"When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life,  452 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away,  465 

When  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray,  456 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind,  293 

Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise,  137 

When  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings,  238 

When  floods  of  grief  assail  the  mind,  335 

When  in  the  vale  of  closing  years,  176 

When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed,  366 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  266 

When  I  survey  life's  varied  scene,  227 

When  Providence,  to  try  my  heart,  449 

When  'reft  of  all,  and  hopeless  care,  392 

When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie,  442 

When  the  empress  of  the  night,  443 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay,  283 

Wherewith  shall  we  approach  the  Lord,  343 

While  here  as  wandering  sheep  we  stray,  323 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night,  505 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll,  291 

While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around,  48S 


XVI  INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

"While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power,  277 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun,  474 

Who,  gracious  Father,  can  complain,  113 

Who  is  thy  neighbor?  he  whom  thou,  487 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place,  388 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends,  £03 

Why  should  we  lavish  out  our  years,  353 

Why  sinks  my  weak,  desponding  mind,  233 

Within  these  walls  be  peace,  503 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear,  60 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes,  45 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud,  485 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell,  338 

Ye  heavens,  send  forth  your  songs  of  praise,  103 

Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  the  Lord,  418 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice,  14 

Ye  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record.  78 
Ye  sons  of  sorrow,  though  your  tears,  .  464 
Yet  a  few  years  or  clays  perhaps, 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints,  305 


METRES, 


g#   ]yx.  Short  Metre. 

Qm  ]\1,  Common  Metre. 

L.  M.  Long  Metre. 

L.  P.   M.  Long  Particular  Metre. 

7s.  M.  Sevens  Metre. 

8  8  6  M.  Eight  and  Six  Metre. 

61.  L.  M.  Six  line  Long  Metre. 

6,  6,  8  M.  Six  and  Eight  Metre. 

8&  7  M.  Eight  and  Seven  syllable  Metre. 

10s  M.  Ten  syllable  Metre. 

10  &  Us  M.      Ten  and  Eleven  syllable  Metre. 

H.  M.  Hallelujah  Metre. 

p#  ]yi.  Particular  Metre. 


PSALMS  AND  HYMNS. 


INTRODUCTION  AND  CLOSE  OF  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

1.       C.  M. 

Blessing  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Blest  clay  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright, 

The  first  and  best  of  days  ; 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine  ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise  ; 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first  fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind  ; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 
A  happy  week  will  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  to  God  appear  ; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine  ; 

Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear, 

And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 

Codman's  Coll. 


2,  3.  rUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

Z.       S.  M. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Behold  !   the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  Gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  I  hear  that  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  : 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

4  In  every  promise,  Lord, 

O  teach  our  hearts  to  trust ; 
Thy  laws  are  holy,  sure  thy  word, 
And  all  thy  judgments  just. 

5  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ; 

O,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 

But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 


Watts. 


3.       C.    M. 

The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

1   O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear 
May  cloud  to-morrow's  way, 
No  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here, 
All  shall  be  thine  to-day. 


FUBLIC    WORSHIP.  4 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine ; 
But  each  unworthy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Then  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares 

Of  vice  and  folly  born  ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

4  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control  ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 

Mrs.  Barbaukl. 

4.       L.    M. 

The  Pleasure  of  Worship. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  king, 

To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing  ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast  ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  And  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart ; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 

And  never  break  my  peace  again. 


5,  6.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP, 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  hoped  below, 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


Watts. 


5.       7s. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Now  the  morning  God  hath  blest 
Brings  its  calm  and  welcome  rest ; 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away ; 
May  we  all  be  thine  to-day. 

2  Banish  doubt  and  clear  our  sight, 
Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light ; 
May  we  stand,  and  watch,  and  pray, 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day. 

3  Save  us  from  our  foes  around, 
Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in 

Guard  our  souls  from  every  sin. 

4  When  the  work  of  life  is  past, 
O  receive  us  all  at  last  ; 

Night  and  death  will  be  no  more 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

Episcopal  Coll. 

6.       L.  M. 

The  eternal  Sabbath. 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house  ; 
And  own  as  grateful  sacrifice, 
The  songs  which  from  thy  temple  rise. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  7. 

2  Thine  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  laboring  souls  aspire, 
With  earnest  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  can  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans,  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares,  to  break  the  long  repose, 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O,  long  expected  day,  begin  ; 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  wo  and  sin  : 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  dreary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

Doddridge. 

7.       C.  M. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  chosen  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ! 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Day  unto  day  his  name  repeats ; 

The  night  renews  the  sound, 
Through  all  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
And  rolls  the  seasons  round. 

3  And  we  will  magnify  his  name, 

Our  tongue  shall  speak   his  praise, 
Whose  hand  sustains  our  mortal  frame 
Through  all  our  passing  days. 


8,  9.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

4  My  God  !  may  every  hour  be  thine, 
Till  all  our  days  are  past ; 
Bo  shall  our  sun  in  peace  decline, 
And  set  in  smiles  at  last. 


8.       C.  M. 


Watts. 


The  Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray  ; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O,  what  a  night  was  that,  which  wrapped 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  sacred  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

Mrs.   Barbauld. 

9.       S.  M. 

The  Day  of  Rest  happy. 

1  Welcome  !  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP.  10. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near 

And  meets  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  may  we  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  thou,  my  God,  hast  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


Watts. 


10.       L.  M. 


The  Sabbath. 

1  Another  six-days'  work  is  done  ! 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  its  rest, 
Improve  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  This  day,  may  our  devotions  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 

And  Heaven  that  peace  divine  bestow, 
Which  none  but  they  who  feel  it,  know. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains  ; 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  service  let  the  day, 
And  holy  pleasure,  pass  awa}' ; 
And  may  its  hours,  to  duty  given, 
Prepare  us  for  the  rest  of  heaven. 


J.  Stennett. 


11,  12.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

11.       C.  M. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Lord  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

And  worship  in  thy  fear ; 
I  wrill  frequent  thy  holy  court 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there. 

4  O,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  truth  and  grace. 
And  make  the  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

Watts. 

12.       L.  M.  61. 

Worship  on  the  Sabbath. 

1   Great  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers  : 
With  joy,  we  now  to  thee  resign 

These  solemn,  consecrated  hours ; 
O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

%  All-seeing  God  !  thy  piercing  eye 
Can  every  secret  thought  explore  : 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 
And  where  thou  art,  intrude  no  more  : 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  13,  14. 

0  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above. 

3  Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart, 

And  bid  thy  words,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart ; 
Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine  : 
Our  souls  shall  then  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

Episcopal  Coll. 

13.        C.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  This  day  the  Saviour  left  the  dead, 

And  death's  dark  empire  fell ; 
This  day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

4  Hosanna  !  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

Watts. 
14.       L.  M. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  king ; 


15.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  !  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give  ; 
We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  which  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy  ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thankful  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure, 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 


Watts. 


15.       8s  7s  &  4s. 
Thanks  for  Divine  Mercy. 

1  Kind  Dispenser  of  each  blessing 

Which  surrounds  the  human  race, 
May  we,  gratefully  possessing, 
Still  adore  thy  boundless  grace. 

Halleluiah  ! 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise. 

2  Thus,  with  humble  adoration, 

We  attend  before  thy  throne, 
And  with  grateful  exultation, 
Thine  abundant  mercy  own. 

Halleluiah  ! 
Praise  belongs  to  thee  alone. 

3  In  thine  every  dispensation 

Love  and  mercy  we  descry  ; 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  16. 

Thou,  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
To  preserve  us  still  art  nigh. 

Halleluiah  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

Exeter  Coll. 

16.       S.  M. 

Praise. 

1  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  ! 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins  ; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain  ; 
'Tis  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

He  ransoms  from  the  grave  ; 
He,  who  redeems  thy  soul  from  death, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  the  oppressed. 

Watts. 


17,   18.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

17.  61.  L.  M. 

Praise. 

1  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God,  who  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure, 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind, 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind, 

And  gives  the  troubled  conscience  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  giants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

Watts. 

18.  8s&7s. 
Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens,  adore  him  ! 

Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  19,  20. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation  ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

Dublin  Coll. 

19.       L.  M. 

God  above  all  Praise. 

1  Eternal  Power  !  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ! 
Exalted  far  above  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds  ; 

2  Thy  throne  is  in  the  dazzling  blaze 
Where  angels  tremble  as  they  gaze  ; 

And  through  the  heaven,  thy  praise  is  sung 
By  the  rapt  seraph's  burning  tongue. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do] 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 

Lo  !  from  the  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  great,  the  holy,  and  the  high. 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  children  learned  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  mind 
Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts    behind. 

Watts. 
20.     c.  m. 

Te  Deum. 
1   O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
That  thou  the  only  Lord3 
2 


21.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored* 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud ; 

To  thee,  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry, 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway. 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee 
The  eternal  God,  who  was,  and  is, 
And  evermore  shall  be. 

Patrick. 

21.       L.  M. 
Praise  to  God. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  ! 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  roam  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

%  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ! 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
Let  not  the  wonders  he  has  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot. 

3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  which  nature  feels  ; 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  22,  23. 

Redeems  the  soul  from  sin,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  lives  from  threatening  graves. 

4  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  bless  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  it,  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

Watts. 

22.       L.  M. 

Praise. 

1  Great  source  of  life  !  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
Crowned  with  thy  mercy,  we  rejoice. 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2  By  thee  Heaven's  shining  arch  was  spread, 
By  thee  were  earth's  foundations  laid, 
And  all  the  scenes  of  man's  abode 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God. 

3  Thy  tender  hand  restores  our  breath, 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 

And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

4  And  when  by  thee  our  souls  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  joy  triumphant  shall  they  move 
To  scenes  of  nobler  life  above. 

Doddridge. 

23.     s.  m. 

Praise. 

1  To  God,  the  only  wise, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 


24.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

Let  all  that  live  beneath  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  Almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  fatal  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls 

Unblemished  and  complete 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne  ; 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 

Wisdom  and  power  belongs  ; 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 


Watts. 


24.       L.  M. 


Praise. 

1  O,  come,  loud  anthems  let  ussing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  : 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hands  ; 
The  powers  of  nature  he  commands  ; 
The  hill,  the  vale,  the  sea,  the  sky, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lie. 

3  O,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  : 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  25. 

For  God,  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  state, 
Is  with  unrivalled  glory  great. 

4  Into  his  presence  let  us.  haste, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address  in  joyful  songs 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

Tate  &  Brady. 

25.     s.  m. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  My  soul,  repeat  His  praise, 

Whose  mercy  is  so  great  ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  who  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

4  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

5  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 

And  children's  children  ever  find 

Thy  promised  mercy  sure. 


Watts. 


2* 


26,  27.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

26.      7s. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well  beloved  of  Heaven. 

2  Favored  mortals,  raise  the  song  ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong  ; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices 'raise. 

3  Call  the  tribes  of  beings  round, 
From  creation's  utmost  bound  ; 
Where  the  Godhead  shines  confessed, 
There,  be  solemn  praise  addressed. 

4  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ! 
Power,  no  empire  can  withstand  ; 
Wisdom,  angels'  glorious  theme  ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

5  Awful  Being  !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  mercy  down  ; 
May  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 


J.  Taylor. 


27.      L.  M. 

Praise. 

1  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  28. 

2  O  God,  my  heart  is  fixed,  'tis  bent, 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  present ; 

And  with  ray  heart,  ray  voice  I'll  raise 
To  thee,  ray  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

3  Thy  praises,  Lord,  I  will  resound, 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round  ; 
Thy  mercy,  highest  heaven  transcends  ; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 

Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

28.       L.    M. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Nations,  attend  before  His  throne, 

With  humble  fear,  with  sacred  joy  ! 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and    he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid 

Made  us  of  clay  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care  ; 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 


29.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love, 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Watts. 

29.     7 » 

Praise. 

1  Glory  to  our  God  on  high  ! 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Lift  your  voice,  ye  people  all ! 
Praise  the  God  on  whom  you  call. 

2  God,  whose  wisdom  throned  on  high, 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky  ; 

And  the  orbs  that  gild  the  pole 
Bade  through  boundless  ether  roll. 

3  God,  who  o'er  this  earthly  ball 
Looks  with  equal  eye  on  all, 
And  to  every  thing  which  lives, 
Rich  supplies  of  blessings  gives. 

4  Sons  of  earth,  the  triumph  join, 
Praise  him  with  the  host  divine ; 
Emulate  the  heavenly  powers  ; 
Their  all-gracious  God  is  ours. 

5  Him,  whose  joy  is  to  restore, 
Him  let  all  our  hearts  adore ; 
Earth  and  heaven  repeat  the  cry, 
Glory  to  our  God  on  high. 

Walker's  Coll. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  30,    31. 

30.     c.  p.  m. 

The  Power  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  O,  come,  and  sing  your  Maker's  name  ; 
With  cheerful  thanks  his  praise  proclaim, 

For  ye  are  all  his  own  ; 
All — from  the  angel  to  the  worm  ; 
The  vernal  breeze,  the  wintry  storm, 

Confess  his  power  divine. 

2  His  rainbow  still  proclaims  on  high, 
That  mercy,  to  repentance  nigh, 

Which  never  shall  abate  ; 
The  morning  on  the  midnight  calls, 
The  day  exclaims,  till  evening  falls, 

That  God  is  good  and  great. 

3  Great,  when  the  thunder  rolls  along, 
Great,  in  the  streams  of  ocean  strong, 

The  light,  the  fountains  sweet ; 
Great  God  !  if  thus  thy  praises  be, 
Make  this  devoted  heart  to  thee 

A  sanctuary  meet. 

New  York  Coll. 

31.       L.  M. 

Praise. 

1  Nature  with  all  her  powers  shall  sing 
God,  the  Creator  and  the  King ; 

Nor  air  nor  earth,  nor  skies  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  Begin  to  make  his  glories  known, 
Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne ; 

Tune  your  harps  high,  and  spread  the  sound 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound 


32.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  All  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force  and  own  his  name  ; 
While,  with  our  heart  and  with  our  voice, 
We  sing  his  honors  and  our  joys. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God  !  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name ; 
The  loftiest  notes  that  angels  raise, 

Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

Watts. 

32.       L.  M. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  good  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  unite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames  ; 
He  knows  their  numbers  and  their  names  ; 
His  wisdom  's  vast  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

3  His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole  ; 
He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  lifts  the  lowly  from  the  dust. 

4  His  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
He  viewTs  his  children  with  delight ; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 

And  looks  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Watts. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  33,  34. 

33.     7S. 

Adoration. 

1  Grateful  notes  and  numbers  bring 
While  Jehovah's  praise  we  sing  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear 
Deign  our  humble  praise  to  hear ; 
Purer  strains  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
Till  we  come  to  reign  with  thee, 
And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 

4  Then  with  angels,  we'll  again 
Wake  a  purer,  nobler  strain, 
There  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
Our  exulting  voices  raise. 

5  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be, 
All  shall  join  in  harmony, 
And  to  heaven's  remotest  bound 
Everlasting  praises  sound. 


Salisbury  Coil. 


34.        10s &  lis. 


Te  Deura. 


1  How  can  we  adore,  or  worthily  praise, 
Thy  goodness  and  power,  thou  God  of  all  grace  1 
With  honor  and  blessing,  before  thee  we  fall3 
Most  gladly  confessing  thee — Father  of  all. 


35.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  The  heaven  and  the  earth,  the  water  and  air, 
To  thee  owe  their  birth — subsist  by  thy  care  ; 
While  angels  are  singing  thy  praises  above, 
We  mortals  are  bringing  our  tribute  of  love. 

3  How  wondrous  thy  grace,  to  send  from  on  high 
To  save  our  lost  race,  the  Saviour  to  die  ; 
Invested  with  glory,  on  high  thou  dost  sit, 
While  angels  adoring,  bow  down  at  thy  feet. 

4  How  soon  will  thy  seat  of  judgment  appear  ! 
Prepare  us  to  meet,  and  welcome  thee  there; 
The  witnessing  spirit  in    all  shed  abroad, 
And  bid  us  inherit  the  kingdom  of  God. 

Dyer's  Coll. 

35.     s.  m. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Come  !  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  : 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come  !  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 
We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day,  attend  his  voice  ; 

No  more  provoke  his  rod  : 
Come  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

Watts. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  36,  37. 

36.  L.  M. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  God,  in  his  earthly  temples,  lays 
Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise  ; 
And  loves  to  see  that  worship  rise, 
Which  forms  his  offspring  for  the  skies. 

2  His  mercy  visits  every  house 

That  pays  its  night  and  morning  vows ; 
But  makes,  a  more  delightful  stay, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  There  let  the  church  rejoice  and  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring  ; 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  shall  praise  him  here  below. 

4  He  guides  their  footsteps   lest  they  stray, 
He  feeds  and  clothes  them  all  their  way  ; 
He  guards  them  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  them  to  the  heavenly  land. 

Watts. 

37.  L.  M. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  The  Almighty  reigns  !  exalted  high, 
Above  the  earth,  above  the  sky  : 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

2  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  souls  that  feel  his  grace, 
Can  stand  with  joy  before  his  face. 

3 


38.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  O  ye  who  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  death  defends. 

4  Immortal  light  and  joys  unknown 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  glad  harvest  bless  their  eyes. 

Watts. 

38.     p.  m. 

Invocation. 

1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days  ! 

2  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord  ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend  : 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless, 
Give  thy  good  word  success, 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend. 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore  ! 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  through  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

Anon. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  39,  40. 

39.       L.    M. 

The  fear  of  God* 

1  Great  author  of  all  nature's  frame, 
Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name ; 
Against  thee  who  shall  lift  his  hand  1 
Before  thy  terrors  who  can  stand  ] 

2  But  blest  are  they,  O  gracious  Lord, 
Who  fear  thy  name  and  keep  thy  word  ; 
Thy  wisdom  guides,  thy  power  defends 
Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends. 

3  0  that  my  soul,  with  awful  sense 
Of  thy  transcendent  excellence, 
May  close  the  day,  the  day  begin, 
Watchful  against  each  darling  sin. 

4  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart 
May  this  great  principle  depart ; 
But  act  with  unabating  power 
Within  me,  to  my  latest  hour. 


Scott. 


40.     s.  m. 

A  blessing  on  the  Church  implored. 

1  To  bless  thy  chosen  race 

In  mercy,  Lord,  incline, 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine. 

2  Thus  may  thy  wondrous  way 

Throughout  the  earth  be  known, 
Till  distant  lands  their  tribute  pay, 
And  all  thy  glory  own. 


41.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  Then  all  the  desert  plains 

Shall  blossom  as  the  rose, 
Reviving  in  the  gentle  rains 
Which  God,  our  God,  bestows. 

4  Then  God,  on  every  land 

Shall  constant  mercies  shower, 
And  the  whole  earth  in  awe  shall  stand 
Of  his  resistless  power. 

5  Let  all  the  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame, 

And  the  wide  world,  O  Lord,  combine 

To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

41.       L.    M. 

Divine  light  implored. 

1  O  Source  of  uncreated  light ! 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  raised  from  night, 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind  ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  ; 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Thrice  holy  fount !  thrice  holy  fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  ; 
Our  frailties  help,  our  hearts  control, 
Subdue  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

4  Chase   from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  from  wisdom  stray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 

Dryden. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  42,    43. 

42.     c.  m. 

The  Divine  Presence  implored. 

1  Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise  ! 

And  enter  to  thy  rest ; 
Lo,  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  owned  and  blest. 

2  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain, 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  : 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

4  Establish  here  thy  lasting  throne, 

And  as  thy  kingdom  grows, 
May  honor  all  thy  servants  crown, 
And  shame  subdue  thy  foes. 


Watts. 


43.     7s. 

Supplication. 

1  Come,  my  soul !  thy  suit  prepare  ; 
God  delights  to  answer  prayer  : 
Thou  art  coming  to  thy  king ; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast : 
There  thy  sacred  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

3* 


44.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  As  the  image  in  the  glass 
Answers  to  the  gazer's  face, 
Thus  unto  my  heart  appear, 
Printing  thy  resemblance  there. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

Be  my  guard,  my  guide  and  friend, 
To  my  earthly  journey's  end. 

Olney  Hymns. 
44.       L.  M. 

Mercy  implored. 

1  O,  render  thanks   to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Hath  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  great  but  numberless  1 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
A  tribute  worthy  of  his  praise  ] 

3  Happy  are  they  and  only  they 
Who  never  from  thy  precepts  stray  ; 
Who  know  the  right,  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

4  Who  wisdom's  sacred  prize  would  win 
Must  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  ; 
Immortal  praise  and  heavenly  skill 
Have  they  who   know  and  do  his  will. 

5  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord, 

Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford ; 

That  I  the  sacred  band  may  join 

And  count  their  every  blessing  mine. 

Tate  and  Brady. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  45,  46. 

45.     c.  m. 

Homage  and  Devotion. 

1  With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those  bright  realms  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

2  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  Almighty  King  ; 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  Thee  we  adore  ;  and,  Lord,  to  thee 

Our  filial  duty  pay  ; 
Our  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
We  offer  up  to-day. 

4  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 


Jer 


VJS. 


46.         7s. 
Prayer  for  the  Divine  Presence. 

1   Gracious  Father,  now  appear  ! 
Shine  upon  us  with  thy  light ; 
Like  the  spring,  when  thou  art  near 
Days  and  suns  are  doubly  bright. 

%  Never  be  thy  light  withdrawn  ; 
May  it  cheer  us  late  and  long  ; 
Thus  we  pray  at  early  dawn, 
This  shall  be  our  evening  song, 


47,48.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP* 

As  the  mother  counts  the  days 

Till  her  absent  son  she  see, 
Longs  and  watches,  weeps  and  prays, 

So  the  mourner  longs  for  thee, 

4  Come,  and  let  us  feel  thee  nigh  ; 
Let  the  hours  of  sorrow  cease  ; 
If  thou  bless  us  from  on  high, 

Then  thy  sheep  shall  rest  in  peace. 

Olney  Hymns. 
47.       L.  M. 

Worship. 

1  Great  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee,  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun — he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield — he  guards  our  way  ; 
All  needful  grace  he  will  bestow, 

And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too. 

4  O  God  !  our  king,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
Thy  willing  servants  may  we  be, 

For  blest  are  they  who  trust  in  thee. 

s  ?'***  52V//Z  %  Watts- 

yf^.y**^         48.     l.  m.    r^+t^y 

Divine  Presence  in  Worship. 

1  Father,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy  seat ; 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  49. 

Where'er  they  seek  thee  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee    where  they  come, 
And  take  thee  with  them  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  faithful  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  hope  and  lighten  care, 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

Cowper. 

49.       L.    M. 

Public  Worship. 

1  Away  from  every  mortal  care — 
From  this  world's  worthless  joys  afar — 
Away  from  earth  our  souls  retreat, 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  feet. 

2  Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  bow  before  our  Father's  face  ; 
Thy  grace  and  glory  we  adore, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  powTer. 

3  Here,  when  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 
And  tears  are  starting  to  our  eyes, 
The  sun  of  mercy  upward  springs 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings. 


50,  51.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP, 

4  Father,  our  souls  would  still  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  ; 
But  if  our  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  our  heart. 

50.       H.  M. 

Desire  of  Worship. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above  ! 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwelling's  of  thy  love,. 
Thine  earthly  temples,  are  ; 


Watts. 


To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 


With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God* 


2  O  happy  souls,  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ; 
O  happy  men,  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there. 
They  praise  thee  still,         Who  love  the  way 
And  happy  they  To  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
And  each  in  heaven  appears. 
Thrice   happy   he,         Whose  spirit  trusts 

Alone  in  thee. 

Wratts. 


O  God  of  hosts, 


51.       S.    M. 

Invitation  to  the  House  of  God. 

1   Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
O  thou  afflicted,  come  : 
The  God  of  peace  will  meet  thee  there, 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  52. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now ; 
Iq  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  youths,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 

And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call, 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  lingering  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

E.  Taylor. 

52.     c.  m. 

Public  Worship. 

1  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands,  like  a  palace,  built  for  God 
To  show  his  milder  face. 


53.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP, 

3  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place ; 

And  joy  a  constant  guest : 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blessed. 

4  My   soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
Where  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns, 

Watts. 

53.     s.  m. 

Heavenly  joy. 

1  Come,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne, 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  king 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad, 

5  This  awful  God  is  ours  ! 

Our  portion  and  our  love  ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  bear  our  souls  above. 

4  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  through  ImmanuePs  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP.  54,   55. 

54.  c.  m. 

Pleasure  of  Worship. 

1  O  t'was  a  joyful  sound  to  hear 

Our  tribes  devoutly  say, 
Up,  Israel,  to  the  temple  haste, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  : 

2  For  there,  by  his  divine  command, 

The  sons  of  God  repair, 
To  celebrate  his  glorious  name, 
And  offer  praise  and  prayer. 

3  May  peace  within  these  sacred  walls 

A  constant  guest  be  found  ; 
And  calm  prosperity  and  joy 
Through  ail  thy  courts  abound. 

4  May  everlasting  peace  be  thine ; 

And  happy  may  they  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God, 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

Tate  and  Brady, 

55.  p.  m. 

Public  Worship. 

1  How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day ; 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place  ! 

Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

With  walls  of  strength  embraced  around  ; 
4 


56.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest  ; 
The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

Watts. 

56,       L.  M. 

The  pleasure  of  Worship. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 
To  meet  the  assembly  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints,  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls,  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temples  of  thy  grace  ; 
Beholding  there  thy  gentler  rays, 
They  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Walts. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  57,  58. 

57.       L.  M. 

Praise. 

1  Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise  ; 
God  is  a  sovereign  King  !  rehearse 
His  honors  in  exalted  verse. 

2  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day  ; 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ; 

He  is  our  shepherd,  we  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  formed  our  natures  by  his  word ; 
Attend  the  offered  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

4  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates : 
Believe — and  take  the  promised  rest ; 

Obey — and  be  forever  blest. 

Watts. 

58.       L.  M. 

Morning  or  Evening  Worship. 

1  My  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house  ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Angels,  who  make  thy  church  their  care, 
Shall  witness  my  devotion  there  ; 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 


59.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

Watts. 

59,        8s  &  7s. 
Peace  and  Pardon. 

1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating — 

Sordid  hopes  and  fond  desires  ; 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires  ; 
From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes  ; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  that  great  salvation  1 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind ; 
Every  kindred,  tongue  and  nation, 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined. 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none  ; 
Grace  and  love  are  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  deploring, 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  thy  providence  adoring, 
Faithful  to  thy  holy  laws — 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  60. 

Lord,  with  favor  still  attend  us, 

Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love, 

Thou,  our  Sun  and  Shield,  defend  us ; 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

J.  Taylor. 


60.     c.  m. 

Reverence  in  Worship. 

1  With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 

And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  are  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
What  glory  may  with  thine  compare  ! 
What  power  can  rival  thine  ! 

3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  east  to  west 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  makest  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  boundless  is  thy  grace  ; 
And  truth  and  mercy,  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

Watts. 
4* 


61,    62.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP* 

61.       L.    M. 

The  only  living  and  true  God. 

1  Eternal  God  !  almighty  cause 

Of  earth  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown  ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands 

Of  all  within  itself  possessed  ; 
By  none  controlled  in  thy  commands, 
And  in  thyself  completely  blessed. 

3  Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 

And  to  thy  glory  may  we  live  ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs, 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  through  every  land  ; 

In  every  heart  erect  thy  throne  ; 
Subdue  the  world  to  thy  command, 
And  as  thou  art,  reign,  God  alone. 

Browne. 

62.     c.  m. 

Formal  worship,  vain. 

1  God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise  ; 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  hearts  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth,  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Wherein  no  heart  is  found. 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP*  63,  64. 

4  Lord,  search  our  thoughts,  and  try  our  ways, 
And  make  our  souls  sincere ; 
Then  shall  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

Watts. 

63.     c.  m. 

God  the  only  Object  of  Worship. 

1  O  God,  our  strength,  to  thee  the  song 

With  grateful  hearts  we  raise  ; 
To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  belong 
All  worship,  love,  and  praise. 

2  In  trouble's  dark  and  stormy  hour 

Thine  ear  hath  heard  our  prayer ; 
And  graciously  thine  arm  of  power 
Hath  saved  us  from  despair. 

3  And  thou,  O  ever  gracious  Lord, 

Wilt  keep  thy  promise  still, 
If  meekly  hearkening  to  thy  word 
We  haste  to  do  thy  will. 

4  Led  by  the  light  thy  grace  imparts, 

We  would  not  bow  the  knee 
To  idols,  which  our  wayward  hearts 
Bet  up  instead  of  thee. 

Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

64.       8s  and  7s. 
Close  of  Divine  Service. 

1  Praise  to  Him  by  whose  kind  favor, 
Heavenly  truth  has  reached  our  ears  ; 
May  its  sweet  reviving  savor 
Fill  our  hearts  and  calm  our  fears. 


65.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

2  Truth  !  how  sacred  is  the  treasure  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  its  worth  to  know ; 
Vain  the  hope,  and  short  the  pleasure, 
Which  from  other  sources  flow. 

3  What  of  truth  we  have  been  hearing, 

Fix,  O  Lord,  in  every  heart ; 
In  the  day  of  thy  appearing, 
May  we  share  thy  people's  part. 

4  Till  we  leave  this  world  forever, 

May  we  live  beneath  thine  eye  ; 
This  our  aim,  our  sole  endeavor, 
Thine  to  live  and  thine  to  die. 

Percy  Street  Coll. 

65.     c.  m. 

Close  of  the  Evening  Service. 

1  Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past ; 

And  as  the  setting  sun 
Sinks  downward  in  the  radiant  west, 
Our  parting  beams  be  gone. 

2  May  He  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Our  sacred  rites  attend, 
Uniting  all  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Till  life's  short  journey  end  ; 

3  And  as  the  rapid  sands  run  down, 

Our  virtue  still  improve, 
Till  each  receive  the  glorious  crown 
Of  never-fading  love. 

Kippis'  Coll. 


public  worship.     66, 67, 68. 

66.     s7. 

Close  of  Service. 

1  Father  !  bless  thy  word  to  all ; 

Quick  and  poweiful  may  it  prove  ; 
O,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call, 
May  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Father  !  bid  the  world  rejoice  ; 

Send  thy  heavenly  truth  abroad  ; 
May  the  nations  hear  thy  voice, 
Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 

67.        8s&7s. 
Dismission  Hymn. 

1  Lord  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing", 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

68.      7s. 

Dismission  Hymn. 

1  Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear  ; 
Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here  ; 
Shine  in  each  believing  heart, 
Light  and  life  to  all  impart. 

2  Then,  in  every  grace  complete, 
Make  us,  Lord,  for  glory  meet ; 
Till  we  stand  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  of  the  saints  in  light. 

Salisbury  Coll. 


69.  PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

69.     c.  m. 

The  close  of  Service. 

1  Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice 

Which  makes  the  dying  live  ; 
O  may  the  sound  our  hearts  rejoice, 
And  strength  immortal  give. 

2  And  have  we  heard  the  word  with  joy  1 

And  have  we  felt  its  power  ? 
To  keep  it  be  our  blest  employ 
To  life's  extremest  hour. 

Montgomery, 


DIVINE  PROVIDENCE  AND  PERFECTION. 


70.       L.    M. 

God  our  Father. 


1  Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour 

When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power  J 

My  Father  !  let  me  fly  to  thee, 

And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  racking  grief 
That  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief? 

My  Father  !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy 
When  hope  is  all  my  soul's  employ  1 
My  Father  !  still  my  hopes  will  roam, 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 

The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene  ; 

The  glow  of  life,  the  dying  hour, 

Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  power. 

Mrs.  Gilman. 

71.      L.  M. 

God  the  Father  of  our  spirits. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought, 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot, 
While  thee,  great  Parent-mind  we  own, 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 


72.  DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

2  While  in  themselves  our  spirits  see 
Some  faint  reflected  rays  of  thee, 
They,  wondering,  to  their  Father  rise  ; 

His  power  how  vast,   his  thoughts  how  wise  ! 

3  O,  may  our  souls  accepted  stand 
Beneath  our  Heavenly  Father's  hand — 
That  gentle  hand,  so  long  our  joy, 
And  never  lifted  to  destroy. 

4  And  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 

The  willing  subjects  of  thy  grace  ; 

And  through  the  path  of  duty  move, 

With  filial  awe  and  filial  love. 

Doddridge. 

72.       L.  M. 

The  numberless  Mercies  of  God. 

1  In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand 
Amid  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  ; 
How  numberless  those  bounties  are  ; 
How  rich,  how  various,  and  how  fair  ! 

2  But  O,  what  poor  returns  of  praise, 
What  lifeless  thanks  my  heart  repays  ; 
Lord,  I  confess  with  humble  shame, 
My  offerings  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  laboring  heart  devise 
To  bring  some  nobler  sacrifice ; 

It  sinks  beneath  the  mighty  load  ; 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ? 

4  In  deep  abasement,  Lord,  I  see 

The  poor  returns  I  make  to  thee ; 

Enrich  my  soul  with  grace  divine, 

And  make  it  worthier  to  be  thine. 

Doddridge. 


DIVINE    PROVIDENCE.  73,  74. 

73.       C  M. 

Blessings  of  Providence. 

1  Almighty  Father  !  gracious  Lord  ! 

Kind  guardian  of  our  days  ! 
Thy  mercies  let  our  hearts  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  our  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Long  ere  we  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  our  infant  prayer. 

3  When  reason  with  our  stature  grew, 

How  weak  its  brightest  ray  ! 
How  little  of  our  God  we  knew  ! 
How  apt  from  thee  to  stray  J 

4  Lord  !  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
And  take  us  to  the  skies. 

5  Then  shall  our  joyful  powers  unite 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

74.      L.  M. 

Universal  Providence. 

1  The  earth,  and  all  the  heavenly  frame, 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim  ; 
He  gives  the  sun  his  genial  power, 
And  sends  the  soft,  refreshing  shower, 
5 


75.  DIVJNE    PROVIDENCE. 

2  The  earth  with  plenty  blooms  again, 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men  ; 
To  men,  who  from  thy  bounteous  hand 
Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 

3  Nor  to  the  race  of  man  alone 

Is  thy  paternal  goodness  shown ; 
The  tribes  of  earth,  and  sea,  and  air, 
Enjoy  thy  universal  care. 

4  Not  even  a  sparrow  yields  his  breath 
Till  God  permits  the  stroke  of  death  : 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, — 
The  Father  and  the  Friend  of  all. 

Gibbons, 

75.       L.  M. 

Temporal  Blessings. 

1  We  bless  the  Lord  !  the  just,  the  good, 
Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food, 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  crowns  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong — 

He  heals  the  weak  and  guards  the  strong. 

3  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  their  distress  ; 

He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain. 
And  prisoners  see  the  light  again. 

4  Sing  to  his  name  !  ye  sons  of  grace  ; 
Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face  ; 

He 's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest ; 
Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blest. 

Watts, 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  76,  77. 

76.       L.  M. 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  Triumphant,  Lord,  thy  goodness  reigns 
Through  all  the  wide  celestial  plains  ; 
And  its  full  streams  of  mercy  flow 
Round  the  abodes  of  men  below. 

2  The  cares  of  Providence  are  thine  ; 
Through  nature's  works  its  glories  shine, 
But  grace  erects,  within  our  frame, 

A  fairer  temple  to  thy  name. 

3  O,  give  to  every  human  heart 

To  taste  and  feel  how  good  thou  art ; 
With  grateful  heart  and  fervent  prayer, 
To  know  how  blest  thy  children  are. 

4  Ye  saints,  with  joy  the  theme  pursue  ; 
Its  sweetest  notes  belong  to  you, 
Chosen,  by  your  condescending  King, 
Forever  round  his  throne  to  sing. 

Doddridge. 

77.     c.  m. 

The  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age,  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes,  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 


78,    79.  DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  them  all  with  good. 

4  Creatures,  through  all  their  endless  race, 
Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  those  who  taste  thy  richer  grace, 

Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

Watts. 

78.       L.  M. 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  Ye  sons  of  men  !  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  living  light, 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns; 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

4  But  there's  a  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  the  God  of  love ; 
That  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
And  fills  a  never-ending  day. 

Doddridge. 

79.     c.  m. 

Increasing  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  power 
On  every  hand  we  see  ; 


DIVINE  PERFECTION.  80. 

O  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  If  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  here  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love,  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  Heaven  we  see  ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive 
Descend,  O  God,  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  Time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 

Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 

Our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 

Thomson. 

80.     c.  m. 

Divine  Goodness  inexhaustible. 

1  Our  souls  with  pleasing  wonder  view 

The  bounties  of  thy  grace  ; 
How  much  bestowed,  how  much  reserved 
For  them  that  seek  thy  face. 

2  Thy  liberal  hand  with  worldly  bliss 

Oft  makes  their  cup  run  o'er ; 
And  in  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
They  find  diviner  store. 
5* 


81.  3DIVIKE    PERFECTION. 

3  Here  mercy  hides  their  many  sins  ; 

Here  love  their  hearts  renews  ; 
Here  thy  own  reconciled  face 
Doth  heavenly  beams  diffuse. 

4  But  oh  !  what  pleasures  yet  unknown 

In  heaven  their  eyes  shall  see  ; 
If  such  the  enjoyments  of  the  way, 

How  blest  the  home  must  be  ! 

Doddridge. 

81.       C.    M. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Lord  !  thou  art  good  ;  all  nature  shows 

Its  mighty  author  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

2  The  whole  and  every  part  proclaims 

Thine  infinite  good-will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  hill. 

3  It  fills  the  wide  extended  main, 

And  heavens  that  spread  more  wide  ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Through  the  vast  whole  it  pours  supplies 

Of  joy  in  every  part ; 
O  may  such  love  attract  the  eye, 
And  captivate  the  heart ; 

5  Our  highest  admiration  raise, 

Our  kind  affections  move  ; 

Employ  our  tongues  in  songs  of  praise, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 

Browne. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  82,  83. 

82.  L.   M. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  Our  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ! 

Our  numerous  wants  are  well  supplied  ; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Are  all  our  safety  and  our  guide. 

2  He  makes  us  feed,  he  makes  us  rest, 

In  pastures  where  salvation  grows  ; 
The  food  is  all  divinely  blest, 
And  living  water  gently  flows. 

3  Amid  the  desert  and  the  deep 

He  is  our  comfort,  he  our  stay  ; 
His  staff  supports  our  weary  step, 
His  rod  directs  our  doubtful  way. 

4  And  when  we  wander  through  the  vale 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
Our  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 

For  God,  our  Shepherd,  guards  us  there. 

Watts. 

83.  c.  m. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord 

Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide ; 
The  Shepherd,  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repose  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  where 
Refreshing  water  flows. 


84.  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

3  He  does  my  wandering  soul  reclaim. 

And,  to  his  endless  praise, 
Instructs  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  most  holy  ways. 

4  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death 

From  fear  and  danger  free  ; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wondrous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 

That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 

And  in  his  service  spend. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

84.       L.    M.    6  1. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  : 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  green  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  85,    86. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

Addison. 

85.     s.  m. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows  ; 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark 
shade, 
My  Shepherd 's  with  me  there. 

Watts. 

86.       L.    M. 

Divine  Omnipresence. 

1  O  God,  within  thy  power  I  stand, 
On  every  side  I  feel  thy  hand  ; 
O  Power,  for  mortal  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  for  the  mortal  eye. 


87.  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

2  And  could  1  so  perfidious  be 

As  think  of  once  deserting  thee, 

Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  shun  1 

Or  whither  from  thy  presence  run  ? 

3  If  I  should  take  the  morning's  wings, 
And  fly  where  first  the  day-break  springs, 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  would  follow  where 
The  winds  could  waft,  or  waters  bear. 

4  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  sable  folds  of  night, 

One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

5  O  thou,  who  seest  the  heart  as  soon 
At  midnight  as  the  blaze  of  noon, 
Reclaim  me  when  I  go  astray, 

And  guide  me  in  the  heavenward  way. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

87.     c.  m. 

God's  Omnipresence. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all ! 

His  station  who  can  find  1 
I  hear  him  in  the  waterfall  ! 
I  hear  him  in  the  wind  ! 

2  If  in  the  gloom  of  night  I  shroud, 

His  face  I  cannot  fly  ; 
I  see  him  in  the  morning  cloud 
And  in  the  midnight  sky. 

3  He  lives,  he  reigns  in  every  land, 

From  winter's  polar  snows, 
To  where,  across  the  burning  sand, 
The  blasting  meteor  glows. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  88. 

4  He  smiles,  we  live  ;  he  frowns,  we  die  ; 

We  hang  upon  his  word  ; 
He  rears  his  red  right  arm  on  high, 
And  ruin  bares  the  sword. 

5  He  bids  his  gales  the  field  deform, 

Then  when  his  thunders  cease, 
Sits  like  an  angel  in  the  storm, 
And  smiles  the  winds  to  peace. 

Kirke  White. 

88.     c.  m. 

Omnipresence  of  God. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  formed  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh  !  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  1 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  ; 
Oh  may  I  ne'er  offend  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

Wattf. 


89,  90.  DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

89.  L.  M. 

Omniscience  of  God. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  searched,  and  seen  me  through  ; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge  !  vast  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent,  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 

Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

Watts. 

90.  c.  m. 

Omniscience  of  God. 

1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things  ! 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 


DIVINE     PERFECTION.  91. 

3  His  providence  unfolds  its  page, 

And  there  his  wonders  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  in  every  age, 
Fulfils  some  kind  design. 

4  My  God!  I  would  not  wish  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes  ; 
What  cares  and  sorrows  wait  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  prospects  rise. 

5  In  the  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

O,  may  I  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 

Beneath   my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 

91.       CM. 

Wisdom  of  God. 

1  Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 

To  our  almighty  God  ; 
Be  his  our  heart,  and  his  our  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought ! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
Good  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  beautiful  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  the  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
Which  his  first  thoughts  designed. 

4  Nature,  and  time,  and  earth,  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim : 

What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

Watts. 


92,  93.  DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

92.       7s. 

Divine  Presence. 

1  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place  ; 

If  we  love  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  every  where. 

2  In  our  sickness  or  in  health, 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  every  where. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer, 
God  is  present  every  where. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait 
To  thy  Father  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer, 

God  is  present  every  where. 

Methodist  Coll. 

93.       L.  M. 

Trust  in  God  alone. 

1  My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 

My  rock  and  refuge  are  his  throne  ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  for  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  his  ways, 
Pour  out  your  souls  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust ; 
Set  not  your  hearts  upon  the  dust ; 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  94. 

Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting"  shade. 
And  not  believe  what  God  hath  said  1 

4  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  our  ears  have  heard, 
All  power  is  his  eternal  due, 
And  man  must  fear  and  trust  him  too. 

Watts. 

94.     c.  m. 

Divine  Faithfulness. 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  boundless  thing  ; 
The  mighty  works  or  mightier  name 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Proclaim  salvation  from  the  Lord 

For  wretched,  dying  men  ; 
His  hand  hath  written  all  his  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

3  Engraved  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  mighty  promise  shines ; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  rase 
The  everlasting  lines. 

4  O,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book 
Where  my  salvation  stands, 

5  Then  all  the  glories  of  my  God 

My  joyful  voice  shall  sing  ; 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Father  and  their  King. 

Watts. 


95,  96.  DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

95.       L.  M. 

The  Divine  Benignity. 

1  How  well  our  great  Preserver  knows 
To  weigh  and  to  relieve  our  woes  ! 
And  whom  like  Him  shall  mortals  find, 
Forever  good,  forever  kind  ] 

2  Grief  for  a  night,  unwelcome  guest, 
Beneath  our  roof  may  chance  to  rest ; 
But  joy,  with  the  returning  day, 
Shall  dry  the  transient  tear  away. 

3  His  promise,  truth  eternal  guides, 
And  mercy  o'er  each  act  presides  ; 
His  strength  the  fainting  spirit  cheers, 
And  checks  our  griefs  and  calms  our  fears. 

4  Thee  will  we  bless,  our  God,  our  King  ! 
And  never  will  we  cease  to  sing 

The  mercy  shown  us  from  above, 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love. 


Merrick. 


96.     s.  m. 


Divine  Condescension. 

1  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  king, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread  ; 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

%  When  to  thy  wTorks  on  high, 
I  raise  my  wondering  eyes  J 
And  see  the  moon  in  brightness  walk 
Across  the  kindling  skies  ; 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  97. 

When  I  behold  the  gtars, 

Those  radiant  files  of  light ; 
Lord  !  what  is  man,  and  all  his  power, 

To  thy  resistless  might  1 

Lord,  what  is  worthless  man  ! 

That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so  ; 
Next  to  thine  angels  he  is  placed, 

And  lord  of  all  below. 

How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ; 

How  wondrous  are  thy  ways  ; 
Thus  from  decaying  dust  to  form 

A  monument  of  praise. 


Watts, 


97.     s.  m. 

Divine  Mercy. 

1  Thy  mercy  and  thy  love, 

O  Lord,  recal  to  mind  ; 
And  graciously  continue  still 
As  thou  wert  ever,  kind. 

2  To  me  thy  truth  impart, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  way  ; 
May  I   thy  holy  will  regard, 
And  seek  thee  all  the  day. 

3  His  mercy  and  his  truth 

Our  gracious  Lord  displays, 
In  bringing  wandering  sinners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

4  He  guides  in  kindness  all 

Who  his  direction  seek, 
And  with  his  arm  of  power  sustains 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 
6* 


98,  99.  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

5  Through  all  the  ways  of  God 

Both  truth  and  mercy  shine, 

To  men  whose  undivided  hearts 

To  his  blest  will  incline. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

98.       L.  M. 

Mercy  of  God. 

1  The  Lord  !  How  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 
How  firm  his  truth  !  how  large  his  grace  ! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  High  as  his  glorious  power  has  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
Our  Father's  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
And  all  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  ; 
The  mighty  God,  the  wise,  the  just, 
Remembers  that  our  frame  is  dust. 

4  While  weary  mortals  die  as  soon 

As  morning  flowers  which  fade  at  noon, 
From  age  to  age  his  love  shall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  trust  in  vain. 

Watts. 

99.     s.  m. 

Divine  Favor  and  Forgiveness. 

1   I  lift  my  soul  to  God  ; 

My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 
With  my  whole  heart  I'  11  raise  my  song, 
Thy  wonders  to  proclaim. 


DIVIN3    PERFECTION.  100 

2  From  the  first  dawning  light 

Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

3  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  age, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

4  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind  ; 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways  ; 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

5  For  his  own  goodness'  sake 

He  saves  my  soul  from  shame  ; 

And  pardons,  though  my  guilt  be  great, 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Watts. 

100.       L.  M. 

God  waiting  to  be  gracious. 

1  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope, 

And  let  his  word  sustain  your  soul ; 
Well  can  he  bear  your  courage  up, 
And  all  your  fears  and  foes  control. 

2  He  waits  his  own  well-chosen  hour, 

His  promised  mercy  to  display ; 
And  his  paternal  bosom  melts 
While  wisdom  dictates  the  delay. 

3  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  wait 

With  sweet  submission  to  his  will ; 
Harmonious  all  their  passions  move, 
And  in  the  midst  of  storms  are  still 


101.  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

4  They  bow  submissive  to  the  rod, 

Their  hearts  with  holy  firmness  glow  ; 
A  promised  heaven,  a  present  God, 
Forbid  their  rising  tears  to  flow. 

Doddridge. 

101.       S.  M. 

Divine  Grace. 

1  Now  to  that  sovereign  grace 

Whence  all  our  comforts  spring, 
Let  all  our  blest  and  favored  race 
Their  cheerful  praises  bring. 

2  Grace  first  designed  a  way 

To  save  unworthy  man, 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
That  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  our  wandeiing  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road, 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  we  need. 
When  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Lord,  may  this  matchless  grace, 

Which  all  thy  children  see, 
Make  us,  of  all  thy  creatures,  prove 
Forever  true  to  thee. 

5  Sacred  to  thee  alone 

Be  all  these  powers  of  mine  ; 
Then,  in  the  noblest  sense,  my  own, 
When  most  entirely  thine. 

Doddridge. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.       102,   103. 

102.       L.  M. 

Divine  Protection. 

1  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
The  eternal  hills,  above  the  skies ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives, 
There,  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives,  the  everlasting  God, 

Who  built  the  world,  who  spread  the  flood ; 
The  heavens,  with  all  their  hosts,  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day ; 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  to  keep 
The  silence  while  his  children  sleep. 

4  Our  spirits,  thus  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest, 

Safe  in  the  Lord,  whose  heavenly  care 
Defends  our  lives  from  every  snare. 

Watts. 

103.     c.  m. 

Divine  Care. 

1  Ye  heavens  !  send  forth  your  song  of  praise  ; 

Earth,  raise  thy  voice  below  ! 
Let  vales  and  mountains  join  the  hymn, 
And  joy  through  nature  flow. 

2  Behold  !  how  gentle  is  our  God  ! 

And  hear  the  lovely  strain 
With  which  he  wakes  the  sinking  heart 
To  life  and  peace  again. 


104,  DIVIiNE    PERFECTION. 

3  Thus  when  the  days  of  darkness  come, 

We  need  not  sadly  mourn, 
As  if  the  Lord  could  leave  us  here, 
Forsaken  and  forlorn. 

4  Can  the  foud  mother  e'er  forget 

The  infant  whom  she  bore  ? 
She  may  forget — its  cries  may  move 
A  parent's  heart  no  more  : 

5  But  God  shall  hear  the  lightest  prayer 

His  children  breathe  below  ; 
The  fountains  of  immortal  love 
Shall  never  cease  to  flow. 

Scotch  Par? ph. 

104.       L.  M. 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

1  Mr  God  !  my  king  !  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise, 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds'? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds ; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways — 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

Watts. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.      105,  106. 

105.  L.    M. 

God  our  Preserver. 

1  Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which  supported,  still  we  stand  ; 
The  opening  year  thy  bounty  shows, 
Thy  mercy  crowns  it  to  its  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

To  thee  commit  with  humble  prayer, 
And  banish  every  anxious  care. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 
Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest  ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored,  through  all  our  changing  days. 

Doddridge. 

106.  c.  m. 

God  our  constant  Support. 

1  In  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  His  mercy  let  the  mourner  tell ; 

Till  all  that  are  distressed 
From  his  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 


107.  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

3  To  Him  who  dries  all  tears  away, 

'Tis  just  that  man  should  raise 
The  offering  of  a  grateful  heart, 
And  echo  all  his  praise. 

4  He  knows  the  sorrows  of  our  heart, 

He  hears  us  when  we  pray  ; 
And  never  from  a  suppliant  turns 
His  glorious  face  away. 

5  O  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey  ! 

How  highly  blessed  is  he, 
Who  rests  his  sorrows,  hopes  and  joys, 
And  all  his  heart,  on  thee. 

Tate  and  Brcdy. 

107.     c.  m. 

God  our  Support. 

1  I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face  ; 

He  bears  my  spirit  up  ; 
My  heart  and  tongue  their  joy  express, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  love  is  my  delight ; 
He  gives  sweet  counsel  all  the  day, 
And  gentle  dreams  by  night. 

3  He  will  reveal  the  paths  of  life 

That  lead  us  to  his  throne  ; 
His  courts  immortal  pleasure  give, 
His  presence,  joy  unknown. 

4  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing"  eye  ; 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  my  heart  can  move, 
While  such  a  friend  is  nidi. 

Watts. 


D1V1JVE  PERFECTION.        108,  109. 

108.       C.  M. 

God  our  Deliverer. 

1  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  grateful  love, 

On  what  thy  God  has  done  ; 
Praise  him  for  his  unnumbered  gifts, 
And  praise  him  for  his  Son. 

2  How  oft  hath  his  indulgent  hand 

My  flowing  eyelids  dried  ; 
And  saved  me  from  impending  death, 
When  I  in  danger  cried. 

3  When  on  the  bed  of  pain  I  lay, 

With  sickness  sore  oppressed, 
How  oft  hath  he  assuaged  my  grief, 
And  lulled  my  eyes  to  rest. 

4  He  will  in  his  appointed  hour 

Those  bright  abodes  display, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  death, 
Forever  flee  away. 

Doddridge. 

109.     c.  m. 

God  our  Strength. 

1  Supreme  in  wisdom  as  in  power, 

The  Rock  of  Ages  stands, 
Though  him  thou  canst  not  see,  nor  trace 
The  working  of  his  hands. 

2  He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

Supports  the  fainting  heart, 
And  courage  in  the  evil  hour, 
His  heavenly  aids  impart. 

3  Mere  human  powers  shall  fast  decay, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease  ; 
7 


110,111.       DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

But  they  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
In  strength  shall  still  increase. 

4  They  with  unwearied  feet  shall  tread 
The  path  of  life  divine  ; 
With  glowing  ardor  onward  move, 
With  growing  brightness  shine. 

Scotch  Paraph. 

110.       C.  M. 

God  our  Portion. 

1  God  !  my  supporter  and  my  hope  ! 

My  help,  forever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  holds  me  up 
While  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feei 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Behold  !  the  sinneis  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idols  that  they  love, 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

4  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

Watts. 

111.       L.  M. 

God  our  Home, 

1  Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene, 
Hast  to  thy  saints  a  refuge  been  ; 
Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode. 


DIVINE  PERFECTION.  112. 

2  In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest ; 
In  thee  our  fathers  still  are  blest ; 
And  while  the  tomb  confines  their  dust, 
In  thee  their  souls  abide  and  trust. 

3  Lo,  we  are  risen,  a  feeble  race, 
Awhile  to  fill  our  fathers'  place  ; 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view, 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too. 

4  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  trace 
In  this  uncertain  wilderness, 

When  friends  desert  and  foes  invade, 
Revive  our  heart  and  guard  our  head. 

Doddridge 

1  12.       C.  M. 

God,  our  Refuge. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord  ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  From  all  our  griefs  and  straits,  O  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  sets  us  free, 
When,  in  the  confidence  of  prayer, 
Our  souls  take  hold  on  thee. 

3  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  death, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adoie  ; 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

4  Our  lives,  while  thou  preservest  our  lives, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  O,  may  death,  when  death  shall  come, 
Unite  our  souls  to  thee. 

Addison. 


113,114.        DIVINE    PERFECTION, 

113.  L.  M. 

God  impartial. 

1  Who,  gracious  Father,  can  complain 
Under  thy  mild  and  equal  reign  1 
Who  can  a  weight  of  duty  share 

More  than  his  soul  hath  strength  to  bear  1 

2  With  differing  climes  and  differing  lands, 
With  fertile  plains  or  barren  sands, 

Thy  hand  hath  fvamed  this  earthly  round, 
And  set  each  nation  in  its  bound. 

3  And  thus  the  light  from  heaven  displays 
Unequal  brightness  in  its  rays ; 

But  God  unfolds  to  every  eye, 
Some  path  that  leads  it  to  the  sky. 

4  Large  is  the  bounty  of  his  hand  ; 
He  will  a  large  return  demand  ; 
Haste  then,  life's  arduous  work  pursue, 
And  keep  the  heavenly  prize  in  view. 

Scott. 

114.  L.  M. 

God   unchangeable. 

1  Great  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow  and  tremble,  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Beyond  an  angel's  vision  bright, 
Thou  dwell'st  in  self-existent  light ; 
It  shines  with  undiminished  ray, 
While  suns  and  systems  pass  away. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  115 

3  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
They  change  with  every  circling1  sun ; 
And  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
Are  bending  downwards  to  the  dust. 

4  But  let  creation  fall  around  ; 

Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies ; 

5  Calm  as  the  summer  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see  ; 
For  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

Doddridge. 

115.       C.  M. 

God  unchangeable. 

1  Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O,  ever  blessed  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2  The  deep  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
And  all  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Formed  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Be  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside 

And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thou,  O  God,  art  still  the  same, 
And  endless  are  thy  days ; 
Thy  bright  perfections  ever  shine 
With  undiminished  rays. 
7* 


116,  117.        DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

5  Thy  servants'  children,  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  fathers'  God, 
To  latest  time  thy  favor  share, 
And  spread  thy  truth  abroad. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

116.       L.    M. 

God  Unsearchable. 

1  Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will  ; 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still  ; 

Nor  let  one  murmuring  thought  arise, — 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  In  clouds  and  darkness  he  resides  ; 
His  work  performs,  his  reason  hides ; 
But  makes  his  grace  and  justice  known, 
The  deep  foundations  of  his  throne. 

3  There  is  no  power  that  can  withstand 
The  might  of  his  resistless  hand  ; 
The  hand  that  showers  its  gifts  of  love 
On  all  below,  and  all  above. 

4  O  Father,  make  us  faithful  still 
To  do  and  suffer  all  thy  will ; 

And  though  thy  ways  we  may  not  see, 
With  all  our  hearts  to  trust  in  thee. 

Beddome. 

117.       L.  M. 

God  Incomprehensible. 

1   Can  creatures  to  perfection  find 
The  eternal,  uncreated  mind  1 
Or  can  the  largest  reach  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  1 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  118. 

2  "Pis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ] 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon  ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 
The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

4  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  can  utter  all  his  praise  1 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 

To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

Watts. 

118.       L.  M. 

The  God  Unknown. 

1  Thou,  mighty  Lord,  art  God  alone, 
The  King  of  majesty  unknown, 
And  all  thy  dazzling  glories  rise 
Above  the  reach  of  angels'  eyes. 

2  Yet  through  this  earth  thy  works  proclaim 
The  knowledge  of  thy  reverend  name, 
And  where  thy  gracious  gospel  shines, 
We  read  it  in  the  fairest  lines. 

3  But  Oh  !  how  few  of  all  our  race 
Have  learned  thy  nature  and  thy  ways  ; 
While  thousands  even  in  lands  of  light 
Are  buried  in  the  darkest  night. 

4  They  tread  thy  courts,  thy  word  they  hear, 
And  to  thy  solemn  rites  draw  near  ; 

Yet,  though  salvation  seems  so  nigh, 
Because  they  know  not  God,  they  die. 

Doddridge. 


119,  120.      DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

1  19.       L.  M. 

The  Unknown  God. 

1  Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through  ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  And  yet  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  man  to  know  ; 
For  wTisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 


Kippis. 


120.       L.  M. 


The  God  of  the  Seasons. 

1  At  God's  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east  and  brings  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

2  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit  and  dressed  with  flowers. 

3  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the  pastures  yield  ; 


DIVINE  PERFECTION.       121,  122* 

The  vallies  breathe  a  cheerful  voice* 
And  mountains  echo  back  their  joys* 

4  On  every  plain  his  glories  shine, 
His  works  proclaim  his  power  divine  ; 
In  every  month  his  gifts  appear  ; 
Great  God  !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

Watts. 

121.       C.  M. 

Man  and  Nature  uniting  in  Praise. 

1  Lord  of  the  world's  majestic  frame  ! 

Stupendous  are  thy  ways  ; 
Thy  various  works  declare  thy  name, 
Resounding  with  thy  praise. 

2  The  heavens  thy  matchless  skill  display, 

With  all  the  stars  of  light ; 
The  splendid  sun  that  shines  by  day, 
The  silver  moon  by  night. 

3  And  while  those  radiant  orbs  of  light, 

That  shine  from  pole  to  pole, 
In  silent  harmony  unite 

To  praise  thee  as  they  roll, — 

4  O,  shall  not  we,  of  human  race, 

Attempt  the  theme  divine  1 
Shall  not  the  children  of  thy  grace 
The  glorious  concert  join  ? 


Jervis. 


122.     7  s. 

Praise  to  the  God  of  Nature. 

1  Thou,  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above  ! 
Thou,  in  whom  we  live  and  move  ! 


123.  DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

Thou,  in  whom  thy  children  die  ! 
God,  forever  great  and  high  ! 

2  O,  how  sweet,  how  excellent, 

'Tis,  when  tongues  and  hearts  consent, 
Grateful  hearts  and  joyful  tongues, 
Hymning  thee  in  tuneful  songs. 

3  When  the  morning  gilds  the  skies, 
When  the  stars  of  evening  rise, 
We  thy  praises  will  record, 
Sovereign  Ruler,  mighty  Lord. 

4  Does  the  spring-flower  paint  the  field  1 
Does  the  earth  its  harvests  yield  ? 
Lord,  from  thee  these  blessings  flow, 
Giver  of  all  good  below. 

5  Sovereign  Ruler  !  mighty  Lord  ! 
We  thy  praises  will  record  : 
Giver  of  all  blessings,  we 

Pour  our  grateful  songs  to  thee. 

Sandys. 

123.     c  m. 

Nature  praises  God. 

1  The  heaven  declares  thy  glory,  Lord, 

WThich  that  alone  can  fill  ; 
The  firmament  and  stars  proclaim 

Thy  wonders  and  thy  will. 
The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 

Fresh  beams  of  knowledge  brings ; 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night 

Divine  instruction  springs. 


DIVIDE    PERFECTION.  124. 

2  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 

The  calm  returns  of  night ; 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  glorious  sun, 

And  every  gentler  light ; 
By  thee  the  borders  of  the  earth 

In  perfect  order  stand  ; 
The  summer  heat  and  wintry  cold 

Attend  on  thy  command. 

3  O  may  thy  law  convert  the  soul; 

Reclaim  from  false  desire  ; 
And  may  thy  wonders  and  thy  word 

The  darkest  minds  inspire ; 
So  shall  our  prayers  and  praises  be 

With  thine  acceptance  blest ; 
And  we,  secure  on  thy  defence, 

Our  strength  and  Saviour,  rest. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

124.     c.  m. 

God's  Power  in  the  Elements. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might  ! 

The  winds  obey  his  will  ! 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ! 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ! 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 


125.  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar  ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car 
And  sweeps  the  sounding  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend,  in  reverence  bend  ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod  ; 

And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 

To  celebrate  your  God. 

Kirke  White. 

125.       L.  M. 

Nature  and  the  Gospel. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ! 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 

But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  heaven, 

And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  given 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  Gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  earth  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Christ  hath  all  the  nations  blessed, 

That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

Watts. 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.      126,  127. 

126.       L.  M.  6  1. 

The  Book  of  Nature. 

1  Great  God !  the  heaven's  well-ordered  frame 
Declares  the  glory  of  thy  name, 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  ; 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear, 

Of  boundless  skill  and  power  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read  ; 
With  silent  eloquence,  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  need, 

3  Yet  thy  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  journies  of  the  sun  ; 

Thy  light  and  truth  are  known  abroad ; 
We  see  thy  smile  in  Nature's  face, 
And  in  the  pages  of  thy  grace 

We  read,  the  glories  of  our  God. 


Watts. 


127.       L.  M. 

The  voice  of  God  in  his  Works. 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
And  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky 
Spangled  with  stars,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  Great  Original  proclaim. 
The  unwearied  sun  from  day  to  day 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 
8 


128  DIVINE    PERFECTION. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale  ; 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth : 

While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  bum, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole, 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine, 
'  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine.' 

Addison. 

128.       L.  M. 

The  God  of  Nature. 

1  My  God  !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway; 
Thou  givest  the  night  and  thou  the  day  ; 
When  all  thy  loved  creation  wakes, 
When  morning  rich  in  lustre  breaks, 
And  bathes  in  dew  the  opening  flower, 
To  thee  we  owe  her  fragrant  hour  ; 
And  when  she  pours  her  choral  song, 
Her  melodies  to  thee  belong. 

2  Or  when,  in  purer  tints  arrayed, 

The  evening  slowly  spreads  her  shade — 
That  soothing  shade,  that  grateful  gloom, 
Can,  more  than  day's  enlivening  bloom, 


DIVINE    PERFECTION.  129. 

Still  every  fond  and  vain  desire, 
And  calmer,  purer  thoughts  inspire, 
From  earth  the  pensive  spirit  free, 
And  lead  the  softened  heart  to  thee. 

As  o'er  thy  work  the  seasons  roll, 
And  soothe,  with  change  of  bliss,  the  eoul, 
O,  never  may  their  smiling  train 
Pass  o'er  the  human  sense  in  vain  ; 
But  oft,  as  on  their  charms  we  gaze, 
Attune  the  wandering  soul  to  praise  ; 
And  be  the  joys  that  most  we  prize, 
The  joys  that  from  thy  favor  rise 

H.  M.  Williams. 


129.     c.  m. 

Praise. 

1  How  shall  we  praise  the  eternal  God  1 

The  infinite  unknown  ; 
Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  1 

2  The  great  Invisible  !  he  dwells 

Concealed  in  dazzling  light  ; 
But  his  all-searching  eye  reveals 
The  secrets  of  the  night. 

3  Those  watchful  eyes,  that  never  sleep, 

Survey  the  world  around  ; 
His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

4  Speak  we  of  strength  ]   his  arm  is  strong 

To  save  or  to  destroy  ; 
Infinite  years  his  praise  prolong, 
And  endless  is  his  joy. 


130,   131.       DIVINE  PERFECTION. 

5  May  this  great  God  our  guardian  prove 
Through  all  our  coming  days  ; 
Then  shall  our  spirits  all  be  love, 

And  all  our  powers  be  praise. 

Watts. 

130.     c.  m. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  seat, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing  ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  ; 
He  showed  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

4  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  seem  ; 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below — 
When  once  compared  with  Him. 

5  Come  !  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 

Come  !  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
Oh  !  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 

Be  children  of  his  grace. 

Watts. 

131.       L.  M. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Give  to  the  Lord  immortal  praise  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 


DIVINE  PERFECTION.  132. 

Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown  ; 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  sent  his  Son,  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt  and  darkness  and  the  grave  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat ; 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

Watts. 

132.     c.  m. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  Long  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 

My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  his  power  unknown  : 

And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
I'll  sing  the  honors  of  his  throne, 
His  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  helpless  days, 

And  leads  our  giddy  youth  ; 
Holy  and  just  are  all  thy  ways, 
And  all  thy  ways  are  truth. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  sound  thy  lasting  praise. 

Watts. 
8* 


JESUS  CHRIST  AND  THE  SCRIPTURES. 


133.     c.  m. 

The  Mission  of  Christ. 


1  Hark  !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes  ; 

The  Saviour,  promised  long  ; 
Let  every  heart  a  throne  prepare, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  holy  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  sacred  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release 

In  wretched  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Doddridge. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  134,  135. 

134.       C.    M. 

Coming  of  Christ. 

1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  king  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ, 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Watts. 

135.     c.  m. 

The  Baptism  of  Jesus. 

1  See  from  on  high  a  light  divine 

On  Jesus'  head  descend  ! 
And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven 
That  bids  us  all  attend. 

2  c  This  is  my  well  beloved  Son,5 

Proclaimed  the  voice  divine  ; 
*  Hear  him,'  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
1  For  all  his  words  are  mine.' 


136.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

3  His  mission  thus  confirmed  from  heaven, 

The  great  Messiah  came, 
And  heavenly  wisdom  showed  to  man 
In  God  his  Father's  name. 

4  The  path  of  heavenly  peace  he  showed, 

That  leads  to  bliss  on  high  ; 

Where  all  his  faithful  followers  here 

Shall  live,  no  more  to  die. 

Exeter  Coll. 

136.       L.  M. 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  I  bead  my  duty  in  the  Word 
Of  my  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 
But  in  his  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  his  truth  and  such  his  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  his  Father's  will, 
His  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  his  prayer ; 
The  desert  his  temptations  knew, 
His  conflicts,  and  his  victories  too. 

4  He  is  our  pattern  ;  may  we  bear 
More  of  his  gracious  image  here  : 
And  may  we  trace  the  steps  he  trod, 
Which  lead  to  virtue  and  to  God. 


Watts. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  137,  138. 

137.  L.    M. 

Example  of  Jesus. 

1  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

2  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 

How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive  I 
Be  his  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  his  the  rule  by  which  we  live. 

3  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 

Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

4  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love ; 
If  then  we  own  the  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

138.  L.    M. 

Christ  laboring  almost  in  vain. 

1  And  did  the  Son  of  God  complain, 
That  he  had  spent  his  strength  in  vain, 
And  stretched  his  hands  for  days  and  )^ears, 
To  men,  unmoved  by  words  or  tears  1 

2  How  hard  the  hearts  that  could  withstand 
The  efforts  of  the  Saviour's  hand  ! 

How  kind  the  Son  of  Man,  to  bleed 
Where  words  and  tears  could  not  succeed  ! 


139.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

3  Fall  down,  our  souls,  in  humble  woe, 
That  we  have  wronged  his  goodness  so  ; 
And  let  his  gracious  kindness  move 
The  cold,  forgetful  heart,  to  love. 

4  May  he,  whose  right  it  is  to  reign, 
Reap  all  the  fruit  of  all  his  pain  ; 
And  till  a  nobler  scene  appear 
Begin  the  happy  conquest  here. 


Doddridge 


6' 


139.     7s. 


Resurrection  of  Jesus. 

1  Angel  !    roll  the  stone  away  ! 
Death  !  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  ! 
See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom. 

2  Shout,  ye  saints,  in  rapturous  song  ; 
Let  the  notes  be  sweet   and  strong ; 
Hail  the  Son  of  God,  this  morn, 
From  his  sepulchre  new-born  ! 

3  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Calm  those  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save, 
See  his  own  deserted  grave. 

4  Powers  of  heaven,  celestial  choirs  ! 
Sing  and  sweep  your  sounding  lyres  ; 
Sons  of  men,  in  joyful  strain 

Hail  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 

5  Every  note  with  rapture  swell, 
And  the  Saviour's  triumph  tell  ; 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  1 
Where  thy  terrors,  vanquished  king  ? 


Scott. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  140,  141 

140.       7s. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  ; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won  : 
Lo  !  our  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er  ; 

Lo  !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal  ; 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  has  opened  Paradise. 

4  Lo  !  he  lives,  our  glorious  king  ! 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  ] 
Dying  once,  he  all  doth  save  ; 
Where  thy  victory  now,  O  grave  1 

Wesley's  Coll. 

141.       7s. 

The  ascension  and  exaltation  of  Jesus  Christ, 

1  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Now  ascends  his  native  heaven. 

2  There  the  splendid  triumph  waits  ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  king  of  glory  in. 

3  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  ascending  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 


142.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

4  Ever  upwards  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come, 
Longing  for  a  heavenly  home. 

5  There  with  thee  may  we  remain, 

Partners  of  thine  endless  reign  ; 

There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 

Finding  all  our  heaven  in  thee. 

Salisbury  Coll. 

142.       L.  M. 

The  kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey  ; 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  The  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hand, 
And  all  submit  to  his  commands  ; 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

3  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down ; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

4  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Watts. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  143,  144. 

143.       L.  M. 

The  spread  of  Christ's  kingdom. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journies  run  ; 

His  kingdom  reach  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made  ; 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er   he  reigns ; 

The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 

The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blessed. 

Watts. 

144.     c.  m. 

Christ's   Intercession. 

1  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, 
And  sympathising  love. 

2  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 

Engraven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

3  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Are  mouldered  back  to  dust. 
9 


145. 


JESUS    CHRIST. 


4  Thus,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  breast 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 

A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 

To  endless  ages  borne. 

Doddridge. 

145.       H.  M. 

Christ  seen  of  Angels. 

1    O  ye  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 

To  make  the  Saviour  known  : 


His  beauteous  face 
In  heaven  ye  view. 


On  earth  ye  knew 
His  wondrous  grace  ; 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 
In  human  flesh  arrayed, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 
And  in  a  manger  laid  ; 


For  such  a  birth 
Proclaimed  aloud. 


And  praise  to  God, 
And  peace  on  earth, 

3  Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  ye  keep. 
Till  that  blest  moment  come 
To  raise  him  from  his  sleep. 


Then  rolled  the  stone, 
And  all  adored 


Your  rising  Lord 
With  joy  unknown. 


4  The  warbling  notes  pursue 
And  louder  anthems  raise  ; 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise  : 


And  thou,  my  heart, 
With  equal  flame. 


And  joy  the  same, 
Perform  thy  part. 
Doddridge. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  146,    147. 

146.     s.  m. 

The  Root  of  Jesse,  the  Bright  Morning  Star. 

1  We  hail  the  anointed  King 

Of  David's  ancient  root ; 
The  righteous  branch,  which  thence  did  spring 
To  give  the  nations  fruit. 

2  Our  weary  souls  shall  rest 

Beneath  its  friendly  shade  ; 
Our  thirsty  lips  salvation  taste, 
Our  fainting  hearts  are  glad. 

3  Fair  Morning  Star,  arise  ! 

With  living  glories  bright, 
And  pour  on  these  awakening  eyes 
A  flood  of  living  light. 

4  The  dreary  gloom  is  fled 

Before  thy  rising  ray  ; 
Shine,  and  our  wandering  footsteps  lead 
To  everlasting  day. 

Doddridge. 

147.       L.  M. 

The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  To  thee,  O  God,  we  homage  pay, — 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day ; 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  love,  and  speaks  thy  name. 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace 
That  gives  the  sun  of  righteousness  ; 
Whose  nobler  light  salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  from  his  wings. 

3  Quickened  by  him,  our  souls  shall  live ; 
His  beams  reviving  warmth  can  give : 
Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine 
With  rays  of  light  and  love  divine. 


148,    149.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

4  O  may  his  glory  stand  confessed, 

From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west ; 
And  through  his  heavenly  circle  run, 
A  bright  and  never-setting  sun. 

Doddridge. 

148.       L.  M. 

Divine  Glory  reflected  in  Christ. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awTake  my  tongue  ; 
Hosanna  to  the  Eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

3  But  in  the  gospel  of  thy  Son 

Are  all  thy  mightiest  works  outdone ; 
The  light  it  pours  upon  our  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

4  Our  spirits  kindle  in  its  beam  ; 
It  is  a  sweet,  a  glorious  theme : 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 


Watts. 


149.       L.  M. 

Mercy  of  God  through  Christ. 

Immortal  God  !  on  thee  we  call, 
The  great  Original  of  all ! 
By  thee  we  are,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Our  sure  support,  our  glorious  end. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  150, 

2  We  praise  thy  free,  thy  heavenly  grace, 
Which  pitied  our  revolted  race  ; 

And  Jesus,  our  victorious  head, 
The  Captain  of  salvation  made. 

3  He,  thine  eternal  love  decreed 
Should  many  souls  to  glory  lead  ; 

And  rich  supplies  through  him  are  given 
To  fit  us  for  the  joys  of  heaven. 

4  This  theme  shall  here  inspire  our  tongues, 
And  raise  to  heaven  our  noblest  songs  ; 

A  scene  of  wonders  here  we  see, 
Worthy  thy  Son,  and  worthy  Thee. 

Doddridge. 

150.     s.  m. 

Pardon  through  Christ. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  hath  done. 

2  Sing,  how  eternal  love 

Its  best  beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  sinful  race 
From  an  abyss  of  woes. 

3  Pardon  and  peace  from  heaven 

Jesus  proclaims  abroad, 
And  brings  to  erring,  guilty  man, 
Sure  mercy  from  his  God. 

4  Then,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 
9* 


151,  152.  JESUS    CHRIST. 

5  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  sent, 
And  bless  and  praise  thy  name. 

Watts. 

151.       C.    M. 

The  Christian  perfected  through  Christ. 

1  Father  of  peace,  and  God  of  love  ! 

We  own  thy  power  to  save ; 
That  power  by  which  our  shepherd  rose, 
Victorious  from  the  grave. 

2  We  triumph  in  that  shepherd's  love, 

Still  watchful  for  our  good ; 
Who  brought  thy  mercy  from  above, 
And  sealed  it  with  his  blood. 

3  So  may  thy  Spirit  seal  our  souls, 

And  mould  them  to  thy  will, 
That  our  fond  hearts  no  more  may  stray, 
But  keep  thy  covenant  still. 

4  Still  may  we  gain  superior  strength, 

And  still  thy  grace  be  given  ; 
Till  full  perfection  crown  our  hopes, 
And  all  are  blest  in  heaven. 


Doddridge. 


152.      L.   M. 

Christ  our  Saviour. 

1  Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night 
We  lay  till  Christ  restored  the  light, 
Till  wisdom  came  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 


JESUS    CHRIST.  153. 

2  Through  him,  O  God,  thy  sons  possess 
Grace,  wisdom,  power  and  righteousness  ; 
Thou  art  our  mighty  all,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  through  him,  to  thee. 

3  The  Saviour  takes  delight  to  view 

The  contrite  spirit  formed  anew, 

And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 

The  growing  empire  of  their  king. 

Watts. 

153.        L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be  1 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ! 
Ashamed  of  thee  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  its  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  life  divine 
On  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !   that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ; 
No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away ; 
No  tear  to  dry,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  calm,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Till  then  I  boast  my  Saviour  slain ; 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 

Gregg. 


154,   155.  THE    SCRIPTURES, 

154.     c.  m. 

Ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  Is  there  on  earth  a  nobler  name 

Than  Jesus  to  be  found? 
Who  can  assert  a  higher  claim, 
Or  more  with  truth  abound  1 

2  The  Son  of  God,  adorned  with  grace, 

Commissioned  from  above, 
He  bears  to  our  rebellious  race 
The  messages  of  love. 

3  How  noble  were  the  truths  he  taught ! 

How  pure  the  life  he  led  ! 
And  shall  another  Lord  be  sought, 
And  we  disown  our  head  1 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  shall  we  let 

Our  heavenly  prospects  go  ? 
And  madly,  at  defiance  set 
The  threats  of  future  woe  1 

5  Forbid  it,  Lord  ;  nor  let  us  yield 

To  this  unworthy  shame  ; 
But  each  with  holy  courage  filled, 
Rejoice  in  Jesus'  name. 


Exeter  Coll. 


155.       L.  M. 

The  Gospel. 

1  God,  in  the  Gospel  of   his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'Tis  here,  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  156. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds  and  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
Its  words  immortal  peace  can  give. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart  and  near  my  eye  ; 
To  life's  last  hour  my  soul  employ, 

And  fit  me  for  the  heavenly  joy. 

BedtJome. 

156.       L.  M. 

The  Gospel  of  Christ. 

1  God,  who  in  various  methods  told 
His  mind  and  will  to  those  of  old, 
Hath  sent  his  Bon  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  these  latter  days. 

2  The  world  shall  read  the  sacred  page, 
That  stands  the  same  through  every  age  ; 
There  God  reveals  his  gracious  plan 

Of  life  to  undeserving  man. 

3  His  kindest  thoughts  are  there  expressed, 
To  make  his  children  wise  and  blessed  ; 
The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 

For  counsel  and  for  comfort  too. 

4  The  lands  which  long  in  darkness  lay, 
Have  now  beheld  the  heavenly  ray ; 
Nations  which  slept  in  death's  cold  night, 

Rejoice  in  beams  divinely  bright. 

Watts. 


157,  158.         THE  SCRIPTURES. 

157.  c.  m. 

The  Gospel. 

1  Father  of  mercies  I  in  thy  wore! 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grants 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  Redeemer's  gentle  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around: 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  Divine  Instructer  !  gracious  Lord  ! 

Be  thou  forever  near  ; 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 

And  read  salvation  there. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

158.  7s. 

Invitations  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Come  !  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  ; 
I  will  guide  3rou  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou  who  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
W^eary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye  who  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  159. 

Ye,  whose  swollen  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch,  to  see  the  morning  rise  ; 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  ; 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear ! 

5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure  ; 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

Barbauld. 

159.     c.  m. 

The  invitation  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind, — 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  3'ou  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 


160,    161.        THE    SCRIPTURES. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  Gospel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


Watts. 


160,       L.  M. 

Invitations  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls ; 

Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me  ; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  hear  it  with  delight  ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus  !  we  come  at  thy  command  ; 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  form  and  guide  them  at  thy  will. 

Watts. 

161.      S.  M. 

Blessedness  of  the  Gospel. 

1   How  beautiful  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  162. 

2  How  happy  are  oar  ears 

Who  hear  the  joyful  sound 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

3  How  blessed  are  our  eyes 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

4  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

5  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  world  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  now  adore 
Their  Father  and  their  God. 

Watts. 

162.     c.  m. 

Blessing  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ! 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  the  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  glorious  tidings  from  above 

Hath  all  the  nations  blessed ; 
God  saves  the  children  of  his  love, 
And  gives  the  weary  rest. 
10 


Watts. 


163,    164.        THE     SCRIPTURES. 

4  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel  !  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

165.     c.  m. 

Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  lead  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  straight  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast ; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  fainting  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  comfort  it  imparts, 
And  calms  our  anxious  fears. 

4  This  lamp  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  never-ending  day. 

Rippon's  Coll. 

164.       H.    M. 

The  efficacy  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Mark  the  soft-falling  showers 
Of  the  reviving  rain  ! 
To  heaven,  from  which  it  came 
It  turns  not  back  again  ; 


But  waters  earth 
Through  all  her  pore?, 


And  calls  forth  all 
Her  ?ecret  ^tore?. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  165 

2  Arrayed  in  lovely  green 

The  hills  and  vallies  shine  ; 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 

By  Providence  divine  : 
The  harvest  bows  The  copious  seed 

Its  golden  ears,  |  Of  future  years. 

3  So,  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

My  Gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  : 
Millions  of  souls 
Shall  feel  its  power, 


And  bear  it  down 
To  millions  more. 

Doddridge. 


165.     c.  m. 

Glory  of  tlie  Word. 

1  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic,  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, — 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

Its  light  of  peace  and  love, 
Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

Cowper. 


166,  167.         THE    SCRIPTURES, 

166.     s.  m. 

Light  and  Freedom  in  the  Gospel. 

1  The  traveller,  lost  in  night, 

Breathes  many  a  longing  sigh  ; 
And  marks  the  welcome  dawn  of  light 
With  rapture  in  his  eye. 

2  Thus  sweet  the  dawn  of  day 

Which  weary  sinners  find, 
When  mercy,  with  reviving  ray, 
Beams  o'er  the  fainting  mind. 

3  To  slaves  oppressed  with  chains, 

How  kind,  how  dear  the  friend, 
Whose  generous  hand  relieves  their  pains 
And  bids  their  sorrows  end. 

4  Thus  dear  the  Friend  divine, 

Who  rescues  captive  souls  ; 

Unbinds  the  galling  chains  of  sin, 

And  all  its  power  controls. 

5  My  God  1  to  Gospel  light 

My  dawn  of  hope  I  owe  ; 
Once  wandering  in  the  shades  of  night, 
And  lost  in  hopeless  woe. 

6  Thy  hand  redeemed  the  slave, 

And  set  the  prisoner  free  ; 
Be  all  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 


Mrs.  Steele 


167.     s.  m. 

The  Word  of  God. 
1  God  of  the  prophets'  power  ! 
God  of  the  Gospel's  sound  ! 
Ride  glorious  on — send  out  thy  voice 
To  all  the  nations  round. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  168. 

2  With  heart  and  lips  unfeigned 

We  bless  thee  for  thy  word  ; 
We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  ascended  Lord. 

3  O  may  we  treasure  well 

The  counsels  that  we  hear, 
Till  righteousness  and  solemn  joy 
In  all  our  hearts  appear. 

4  Water  the  sacred  seed, 

And  give  it  large  increase  ; 
May  neither  fowls,  nor  rocks,  nor  thorns, 
Prevent  the  fruits  of  peace. 

5  And  though  we  sow  in  tears, 

Our  souls  at  last  shall  come, 
And  gather  in  our  sheaves  with  joy, 
At  heaven's  great  harvest-home. 

6  The  labor  of  our  life 

Shall  end  in  heavenly  rest, 
Where  every  tear  is  dried  away, 
And  every  heart  is  blest. 


Dyer's  Coll. 


168.       S.  M. 

Nature  and  Scripture. 

1  Behold,  the  lofty  sky 

Declares  its  maker,  God  ! 
And  all  the  starry  worlds  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 
10* 


169.  THE    SCRIPTURES* 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  course  the  same, 
While  night  to  day  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  different  land 

Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Christian  lands,  rejoice  ! 

To  you  his  word  is  given  ; 
We  are  not  left,  from  nature's  voice 
To  learn  the  path  to  heaven. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 

Are  set  before  our  eyes  ; 
He  puts  his  Gospel  in  our  hands, 

Where  our  salvation  lies. 

Watts 

169.     s.  m. 

The  Law  and  the  Gospel. 

1  The  law  by  Moses  came  ; 

But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Within  the  house  of  God 

Their  different  works  were  done ; 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 

Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 
The  sovereign  and  the  head. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  170. 

4  My  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thee  from  the  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin  and  shame. 

5  He  leads  his  heavenly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise, 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  from  their  eyes. 


Watts. 


170.     c.  m. 

The  Law  and  Gospel  compared. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke, 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  breathe  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight. 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there 

Whose  names  are  found  in  heaven, 
Where  God,  the  judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  earthly  sins  forgiven. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

5  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest ; 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  forever  blest. 

Watts. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  AND  ETERNITY. 


171.       C.  M. 

Youth. 

1  By  Siloam's  cool  and  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose. 

2  And  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
Whose  heart,  inspired  by  influence  sweet, 
Is  rising  up  to  God. 

3  By  Siloam's  cool  and  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  passion's  stormy  rage. 

5  Like  Him,  whose  early  feet  were  found 

Within  his  Father's  shrine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned, 
Were  all  alike  divine  ; 

6  O  gracious  Father,  full  of  fears, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  youth,  and  all  succeeding  years, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

Heber. 


172,  173.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

172.       C.    M. 

Youth. 

1  The  morn  of  life,  how  fair  and  gay  ! 

How  cheering  and  how  new  ! 
What  hopes  illume  their  opening  day, 
And  brighten  every  view. 

2  But  slippery  is  the  path  they  tread, 

In  pleasure's  dangerous  way  ; 
A  thousand  snares  are  round  them  spread, 
And  oft  their  feet  betray. 

3  How  shall  they,  then,  their  course  pursue 

Through  life's  uncertain  road  1 
What  friendly  hand  will  point  their  view 
To  duty  and  to  God? 

4  In  God's  own  word  the  way  is  sure, 

And  plain  to  every  eye  ; 
It  leads  us  in  a  path  secure, 
To  brighter  worlds  on  high. 

Exeter  Coll. 

173.     c.  m. 

Remember  thy  Creator. 

1  In  life's  gay  morn,  when  sprightly  youth 

With  glorious  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose  ; 

2  Deep  on  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  Creator's  lofty  name 
And  character  engraved. 


LIFE,    DEATH,  &C.         174,   175. 

3  For  soon  the  shades  of  grief  may  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days  ; 
And  cares  and  woes,  an  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways. 

4  Soon  may  thy  heart,  the  woes  of  age 

In  mournful  groans  deplore, 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 
That  now  return  no  more. 

Scotch  Paraph. 

174.  c.  m. 

Youthful  Piety. 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb, 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea  ; 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blessed  eternity. 

Gibbons. 

175.  c.  m. 

Old  Age. 

1  God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  ! 
Thou  guide  of  all  my  days  ; 
My  life  declares  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  tells  thy  wondrous  ways. 


176.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  *? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ] 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age  ; 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name, 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Awaits  my  next  remove  ; 
O,  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love. 


Watts. 


176.     c.  m. 

Age  anticipated. 

1  When  in  the  vale  of  closing  years 

My  feeble  feet  shall  tread, 
And  I  survey  the  various  scenes 
Through  which  I  have  been  led  ; 

2  How  many  mercies  will  my  life 

Before  my  view  unfold  ! 
What  countless  dangers  will  be  past, 
What  tales  of  sorrow  told. 

3  But  yet,  my  soul,  if  thou  canst  say, 

I've  seen  my  God  in  all  ; 
In  every  blessing,  owned  his  hand, 
In  every  loss  his  call ; 

4  If  I  an  aged  servant  am 

Of  Jesus  and  of  God, 
I  need  not  fear  the  closing  scene, 
Nor  dread  the  appointed  road. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  177,  178. 

5  That  scene  will  all  my  labors  end, 
That  road  conduct  on  high  ; 
With  comfort  I'll  review  the  past, 
And  triumph,  though  I  die. 

Anonymous. 

177.     c.  m. 

Preparation  for  old  Age. 

1  My  God  !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 

I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 
Thy  hands  have  borne  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  My  frame  was  fashioned  by  thy  power, 

With  all  these  limbs  of  mine ; 
And  since  my  life's  first  dawning  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year  ; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

And  shadows  dim  my  eyes  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then,  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They  '11  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 

Watts. 

178.       L.  M. 

Divine  Protection  through  Life. 

My  helper,  God  !  I  bless  his  name  ; 
The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same ; 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care 
Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 
11 


179.  LIFE,  DEATH,  fofc« 

2  I,  midst  ten  thousand  dangers,  stand, 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  I  review  my  days, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  has  led  me  on  ; 
Thus  far  I  make  his  mercies  known ; 
And  while  I  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  My  grateful  soul,  on  Jordan's  shore, 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more, 
To  bear,  in  the  bright  courts  above, 
The  memory  of  immortal  love. 

Doduridge. 

179.       L.  M. 

Praise  through  Life. 

1  God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  morning  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
Or  giiefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tuneful  praise?,  raised  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  Oh  !  when  that  blest  morn  is  come 
Which  breaks  the  slumbers  of  the  tomb, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 

To  join  the  anthems  of  the  skies. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  180. 

5  Soon  shall  I   learn  the  exalted  strains 

Which  sound  throughout  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  radiant  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

Doddridge. 

180.     c.  m. 

Praise  in  Life  and  Death. 

1  My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God, 

Through  all  my  mortal  days  ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope, 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Devotion  heightens  all  my  bliss, 
And  sanctifies  my  joy. 

3  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God ; 
My  life,  with  all  my  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

4  And  though  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

Though  death  shall  close  my  eyes, 
Yet  shall  my  soul  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

5  Then  shall  my  powers  in  endless  strains 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
An  everlasting  day. 

Heginbotham. 


181,  182.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

181.  S.  M. 

Timely  Improvement  of  Life. 

1  The  swift  declining  day — 

How  fast  its  moments  fly  ; 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace  ; 

Improve  the  hours  of  light ; 
And  know  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 

In  its  meridian  blaze  ; 
And  cuts  from  smiling,  vigorous  youth, 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 

Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide, 
And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

5  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  rolling  sphere  ; 

Submissive  at  his  footstool  bow, 

And  seek  salvation  there. 

Doddridge. 

182.  L.    M. 

Improvement  of  Time. 

1  God  of  eternity  !  from  thee 

Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw ; 
Moments,  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  but  swift  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows  ; 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 
The  boundless  gulf  from  which  it  rose. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  183. 

3  Yet  while  the  shore  on  either  hand 

Presents  a  gay  and  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

4  Great  Source  of  wisdom  !  teach  our  hearts 

To  know  the  worth  of  every  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys, 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

Doddridge. 

183.       L.    M. 

The  Day  of  Salvation. 

1  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  to  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  wandering  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given 
To  escape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven ; 
The  day  of  grace,  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die ; 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  hatred  and  their  love  are  lost, 
Their  passions  silent  in  the  dust. 

4  Then  let  us  with  our  might  pursue 
Whate'er  our  thoughts  design  to  do, 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

Watts. 


184,   185.         LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

184.       C.  M. 

Human  Frailty  and  Divine  Support. 

1  Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  nourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  withers  all  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  wrong  ; 
Strange!  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  It  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 

Salvation  to  the  Almighty  name 

That  saves  us  from  the  dust. 


Watts. 


185.     s.  m. 

Human  Frailty. 

1  Alas  !  it  was  but  clay 

That  formed  our  bodies  first  ; 
And  every  month,  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust. 

2  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  can  we  make  them  stay  ; 
But,  like  a  flood,  our  passing  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

3  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We  '11  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We  '11  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  haste  their  flight. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C-  186. 

4  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 

Soon  shall  we  reach  the  blissful  shore 

Of  blessed  eternity. 

Watts. 

186.     s.  m. 

Frailty  of  Life. 

1  How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 

That  bears  us  to  the  sea  ! 
The  tide  that  bears  our  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity  ! 

2  Our  fathers  !  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own  % 
Their  joys  and  sorrows,  hopes  and  fears, 
Their  wealth  and  honor,  gone. 

3  But  joy  or  grief  remains 

Beyond  death's  dreary  wave, 
While  the  poor  remnant  of  their  frame 
Is  sleeping  in  the  grave. 

4  God  of  our  fathers  !  hear  ! 

Thou  everlasting  friend  ! 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

5  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 

Till  with  them  in  the  land  of  light 

We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

Doddridge. 


187,  188.         LIFE,  DEATH,  &C- 

187.  C.    M. 

Human  Folly  and  Frailty. 

1  How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 

How  vast  our  soul's  affairs  ! 
Yet  senseless  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedless  on  ; 

And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 

That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 

And  see  salvation  nigh. 

Watts. 

188.  c.  m. 

Human  Frailty. 

1  Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  name  ; 

And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 

The  breath  which  first  it  gave  ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

3  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground 

To  bear  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  189,   190. 

4  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 
To  run  this  dangerous  road  ; 
And  when  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 

Watts. 

189.     cm. 

Human  Frailty. 

1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name, 

And  make  that  name  our  trust, 
Which  raised  at  first  this  curious  frame, 
From  mean  and  lifeless  dust. 

2  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure, 

The  fabric  of  a  day  ; 
Then  know  their  vital  powers  no  more, 
But  moulder  back  to  clay. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  whate'er  is  felt  or  feared, 

This  thought  is  our  repose, 
That  he  by  whom  this  frame  was  reared, 
Its  various  weakness  knows. 

4  He  views  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 

While  struggling  with  our  load ; 
In  pain  and  danger  he  is  nigh, 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 


Doddridge. 


190.     cm. 


The  Vanity  of  Life. 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ! 

I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space. 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 


191.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C» 

2  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  : 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain* 

3  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show  ; 

Some  search  for  golden  ore  ; 
Some  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

4  What  should  I  wisli  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  \ 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

5  Now  I  renounce  my  earthly  hope  ; 

My  fond  desires  recall : 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 


Watts. 


191.       L.  M. 

Shortness  of  Life. 

1  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 

Or  like  the  ocean's  rolling  waves, 
Successive  generations  pass, 

And  hurry  onward  to  their  graves. 

2  Vain  is  the  boast  of  lengthened  years  ; 

How  fast  and  still  they  glide  away  ! 
Mournful  and  short  alike  appears 

The  patriarch's  age,  the  infant's  day. 

3  O  Father,  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie, 
Teach  us  the  fleeting  gift  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly ; 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  192,   193. 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 

With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds ; 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 

J.  Taylor. 

192.  c.  m. 

Shortness  of  Life. 

1  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die. 

2  Yef,  mighty  God,  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favor  share  ; 
Yet,  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Thou  crown'st  the  rolling  year. 

3  Thy  friendly  hand  provides  our  food, 

And  fills  our  hearts  with  love  ; 
Thy  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road 
That  leads  our  souls  above. 

4  Thy  goodness  runs  an  endless  round, 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  ! 
Thy  mercy  never  knows  a  bound, 
And  be  thy  name  adored. 

5  Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song, 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  ages  down  thy  praise  prolong, 
Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

Watts. 

193.  s.  m. 

Shortness  of  Life. 

1  To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 

Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand  ; 


194.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  lives  away  ; 
O  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken,  by  thy  Almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 

O  be  it  still  pursued  ; 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light ; 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

Doddridge. 

194.     c.  m. 

Warnings  of  Mortality. 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead  ; 
Above,  the  glorious  heaven. 

2  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay  ; 
And  death  descend,  in  sudden  night, 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Bend  downward  to  the  tomb ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  thoughts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 


LIFE,    DEATH,  &C.  195. 

4  Turn,  mortal,  turn  ;  thy  danger  know  ; 

Where'er  thy  feet  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

5  Turn,  Christian,  turn  ;  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given  ; 
All  that  beneath  thee  sleeping  lie, 
Must  wake  to  hell  or  heaven. 

Heber. 

195.     c.  m. 

Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

1  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ; 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ; 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  Thy  word  commands  us  to  the  dust, 

"Return,  ye  sons  of  men  ;" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

4  Time,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 

Is  bearing  all  away  ; 
They  pass,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

5  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ; 

Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last, 

And  our  eternal  home. 

Watts. 
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196,197.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C, 

196.  L.  M. 

Mortality. 

1  Behold  the  path  that  mortals  tread 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
The  fleeting  moments  will  not  stay, 
Nor  can  we  measure  back  our  way. 

2  No  care  our  wasting  life  can  save  ; 
Our  early  friends  are  in  the  grave  ; 
Feeble  as  theirs  our  mortal  frame, 

The  same  our  way,  our  house  the  same. 

3  My  God,  to  thee  my  all  I  trust, 
And  if  thou  call  me  to  the  dust, 

I  know  thy  voice,  I  bless  thy  hand, 
And  die  in  peace  at  thy  command. 

4  Away  with  every  mortal  care, 
Awake,  my  soul,  thy  way  prepare, 
With  steady  feet  that  path  to  tread 
Which  leads  us  downward  to  the  dead. 

Doddridge. 

197.  L.    M. 

Mortality. 

1  Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  ; 

High  was  thy  throne,  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footstool,  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned,  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  into  man ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away — our  life 's  a  dream — 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  198. 

A  tale  soon  told — a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down,  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

4  Oh  !  teach  us,  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till,  though  we  die,  our  souls  shall  be 

Prepared  to  rise,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

Watts. 

198.       L.  M. 

Mortality. 

1  Sovereign  of  life,  before  thine  eye, 
Lo,  mortal  men  by  thousands  die ; 
Banished  at  once  from  human  sight, 
To  the  dark  grave's  unchanging  night. 

2  There,  friends  no  more  their  friends  shall 

meet, 
No  more  exchange  the  welcome  sweet ; 
No  more  the  well-known  features  trace, 
No  more  renew  the  fond  embrace. 

3  Yet  if  my  Father's  faithful  hand 
Conduct  me  through  this  gloomy  land, 
My  soul  with  pleasure  shall  obey, 
And  follow  where  he  leads  the  way. 

4  The  beamings  of  his  gracious  eye 
A  lost  creation  can  supply ; 

And  nobler  friends  than  here  we  leave, 
In  brighter,  fairer  worlds  can  give. 

Doddridge. 


199,  200.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

199.       L.  M.  61. 

Death. 

1  Yet  a  few  years,  or  clays  perhaps, 
Or  moments  pass  in  silent  lapse, 

And  time  to  me  shall  be  no  more  ! 
No  more  the  sun  these  eyes  shall  view, 
Earth  o'er  these  limbs  her  dust  shall  strew, 

And  life's  delusive  dream  be  o'er. 

2  Great  God  !  how  awful  is  the  scene  ! 
A  breath,  a  transient  breath  between  ; 

And  can  I  waste  life's  fleeting  day  1 
To  earth,  alas,  too  firmly  bound, 
Trees  deeply  rooted  in  the  ground, 

Are  shivered  when  they  're  torn  away. 

3  Great  Cause  of  all  above,  below  ! 
Who  knows  thee  must  forever  know 

Thou  art  immortal  and  divine ; 
Thine  image,  on  my  soul  impressed, 
Of  endless  being  is  the  test, 

And  bids  eternity  be  mine. 

Hawkesworth. 

200.       L.  M. 

Death  approaching. 

1  That  awful  hour  will  soon  appear, 
Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here, 
Shall  vanish  from  my  closing  eyes. 

%  Think,  O  my  soul,  how  much  depends 
On  the  short  period  of  to-day  ; 
Shall  time,  which  heaven  in  mercy  lends, 
Be  negligently  thrown  away  ? 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C  201,  202. 

3  Thy  remnant  minutes  strive  to  use  ; 

Awake,  rouse  every  active  power  ; 
And  not  in  dreams  and  trifles  lose 
This  little,  this  important  hour. 

4  Lord  of  my  life  !  inspire  my  heart 

With  heavenly  ardor,  grace  divine  ; 
Nor  let  thy  presence  e'er  depart, 

For  strength,  and  life,  and  death,  are  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

201.  L.  M. 

Victory  over  Death. 

1  Lift  up,  ye  saints,  your  weeping  eyes, 
Suspend  your  sorrows  and  your  sighs  ; 
Arise  and  hear  the  Saviour  say, 
'The  former  things  are  passed  away.' 

2  Behold  amid  the  glowing  skies 
A  new  created  world  arise  ! 

Mark  with  what  light  its  prospects  shine  ! 
How  rich,  how  various,  how  divine  ! 

3  No  grief  shall  there  assail  the  heart, 
No  boding  fear,  no  piercing  smart ; 
It  opens  wide  its  friendly  breast, 
To  take  the  weary  souls  to  rest. 

4  Vain  king  of  terrors  !  boast  no  more 

How  strong  thine  arm,  how  wide  thy  power, 
Each  saint,  in  Christ,  his  living  head, 
Shall  reign,  when  thou  thyself  art  dead. 

Doddridge. 

202.  L.  m. 

The  Death  of  the  Virtuous. 

1  Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies  ! 
When  sinks  a  righteous  soul  to  rest, 
12* 


203.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &C- 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er  ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Triumphant  smiles  the  victor  brow, 

Fanned  by  some  angel's  radiant  wing ; 
Where  is,  oh  grave  !  thy  victory  now  1 
And  where,  insidious  death  !  thy  sting  ? 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  joys  and  fears  ; 

When  light  and  shade  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears ; 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Its  duty  done  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
'  Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies  !' 

Barbauld. 

203.     c.  m. 

Death  of  the  Good. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  1 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  1 
We  would  not  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
That  bear  our  souls  above. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  204. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  *? 
'Twas  there  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blessed, 

And  softened  every  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  the  dying  head  1 

Watts. 


204.     c.  m. 

The  Grave. 

1  Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  solemn  sound  ! 

My  ears,  attend  the  cry  ; 
Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  powers  ; 
The  proud,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours. 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  1 

And  are  we  still  secure  1 
Still  moving  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepared  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  end  this  mortal  race, 
We  '11  rest  above  the  sky. 

Watts. 


205,  206.         LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

205.  c.  m. 

Peace  of  the  Grave. 

1  How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave  ! 

Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
The  appointed  house,  by  heaven's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease  ; 

There,  passions  rage  no  more  ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  There  rest  the  prisoners,  now  released 

From  slavery's  sad  abode  ; 
No  more  they  hear  the  oppressor's  voice, 
Nor  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4  There  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose  ; 
And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  join 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

5  All,  levelled  by  the  hand  of  death, 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb, 
Till  God  in  judgment  call  them  forth 
To  meet  their  righteous  doom. 

Scotch  Paraph. 

206.  c.  m. 

Absence  from  the  body. 

1  There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall  ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  father's  call. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C  207 

S  We  walk  by  faith  in  joys  to  come  ; 
Faith  lives  upon  his  word ; 
But  while  the  body  is  at  home, 
We  are  absent  from  the  Lord. 

4  'Tis  well  to  trust  thy  heavenly  grace, 
But  better  far  to  see  ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watts. 

207.       S.  M. 
Retribution. 

1  O,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  1 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  O  what  gloomy  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

5  O  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
Forevermore  undone. 

Montgomery. 


208,  209.         LIFE,  DEATH,  &C, 

208.  c.  m. 

The  Last  Day. 

1  *  Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day  !' 

The  Jewish  victor  cries  ; 
So  shall  at  last  an  angel  say, 
And  rend  it  from  the  skies. 

2  A  flame  intenser  than  the  sun 

Shall  melt  his  golden  urn ; 
Time's  lingering  sands  no  more  shall  run. 
Nor  human  years  return. 

3  Then,  with  immortal  splendor  bright, 

That  glorious  orb  shall  rise, 
Which  through  eternity  shall  light 
The  new  created  skies. 

4  On  the  bright  ranks  of  happy  souls. 

Those  blissful  beams  shall  shine, 
While  the  loud  song  of  triumph  rolls 
In  harmony  divine. 

Butcher. 

209.  c.  m. 

The  Resurrection. 

1  How  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  just  1 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust. 

2  Lo  !   1  behold  the  scattering  shades, 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

With  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  210,  21 1. 

4  I  hear  the  voice — c  ye  dead,  arise  !' 
And  lo  !  the  dead  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  the  heavenly  day. 

Watts. 
210.       L.  M. 
Heaven. 

1  There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 

Resplendent  with  eternal  day  ; 
Faith  views  the   blissful  prospect  nigh, 
And  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 

With  never-failing  lustre  shine  ; 
Surprising  honor  !  vast  reward, 
Conferred  on  man  by  love  divine. 

3  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 

And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 
But  these  shall  know  no  change  nor  shade, 
Forever  fair,  forever  bright. 

4  How  happy  then  the  truly  wise, 

Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road  ! 
How  happy  they  whom  heaven  employs 
To  turn  the  wanderers  back  to  God  ! 

5  Come,  Lord,  awake  our  active  powers, 

Our  feeble,  dying  strength  renew; 

And  let  these  fainting  hearts  of  ours 

Be  kindled  at  the  glorious  view. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


211.       C.    M. 

Prospect  of  Heaven. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 


212.  LIFE,  DEATH,  &<% 

2  There,  everlasting  spring  abides,. 

And  never-withering  flowers ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  Hood 

Stand,  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So,  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes ; 

6  Could  we  but  stand  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Watts. 

212.     s.  m. 

Heaven. 

1  Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 

Unbounded  glories  rise  ; 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  There  sickness  never  comes  ; 

There  grief  no  more  complains ; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom. 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 


LIFE,  DEATH,  &C.  213. 

3  No  cloud  those  regions  know, 

Forever  bright  and  fair  ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  There  night  is  never  known, 

Nor  sun's  faint,  sickly  ray  ; 
But  glory,  from  the  eternal  throne, 
Spreads   everlasting  day. 

5  O,  may  this  vision  fire 

Our  souls  with  ardent  love  ; 
And  living  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

213.     c.  m. 

Heaven  for  the  Holy. 

1  Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepared 
For  those  who  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
And  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 

No  lip  profane,  nor  envious  eye, 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

The  slaves  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admission  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
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LIFE,  DEATH,  &C. 

He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
Where  all  their  names  are  found ; 

The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

Watts, 


CHRISTIAN  PRINCIPLES  AND  AFFECTIONS. 


214.       CM. 


The  new  heart. 


1  0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  the  blood 
Of  Him  who  died  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

The  great  Redeemer's  throne; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  who  reigns  within : 

4  A  heart,  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
O  God,  resembling  thine. 

5  Thy  Spirit,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above, 
And  deeply  write  in  every  heart 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 

Methodist  Coll. 


215,216.      CHRISTIAN  AFFECTION'S* 

215.       S.  M. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  Let  sinners  take  their  coarse, 

And  choose  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 

When  morning  brings  the  light ; 
I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

4  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  : 

I'll  cast  my  burden  on  his  arm. 

And  rest  upon  his  word. 

5  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  : 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 


Watts 


216.     c.  m. 

Constant  trust  in  God. 

Father  divine  !  before  thy  view, 
All  worlds,  all  creatures  lie  ; 

No  distance  can  elude  thy  search^ 
No  darkness  veil  thine  eye. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.  217. 

2  From  thee  our  vital  breath  we  drew  ; 

Our  childhood  was  thy  care  ; 
And  vigorous  youth  and  feeble  age 
Thy  kind  protection  share. 

3  Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  turn, 

Thy  bounty  ceaseless  flows  ; 
Oppressed  with  woe  when  nature  faints, 
Thine  arm  is  our  repose. 

4  To  thee  we  look,  thou  Power  supreme ; 

O,  still  our  wants  supply  ; 
Safe  in  thy  presence  may  we  live, 
And  in  thy  favor  die, 

J.  Taylor. 

217.       L.  M. 

Trust  in  God. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 

His  various  and  his  saving  names ; 
O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

2  Through  every  age,  his  gracious  ear 

Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer ; 
And  never  shall  the  just  complain 

That  they  have  sought  their  God  in  vain. 

3  For  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ; 

The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same ; 
And  by  a  dearer  title  known, 

Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  To  him  our  souls  in  faith  arise  ■ 

To  him  we  lift  imploring  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  hath  led. 

Doddridge. 


218,  219.     CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

218.       L,  M. 

Trust  in  Providence. 

1  Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies  f 
Thy  wealth  the  needy  world  supplies  ; 
And  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  arm, 

We  live  secure  from  every  harm. 

2  To  thee,  perpetual  thanks  we  owe, 
For  all  our  comforts  here  below  ; 
Our  daily  bread  thy  bounty  gives, 
And  every  rising  want  relieves. 

3  Our  portion  may  thy  wisdom  choose, 
Nor  let  our  hearts  thy  choice  refuse  ; 
On  thee,  O  God,  would  we  depend, 
The  rich,  the  sure,  the  faithful  friend. 

4  And  when  our  souls  are  called  to  stand 
Beneath  the  chastening  of  thy  hand, 
We'll  learn  a  lesson  from  thy  Son, 
And  say,  "  Thy  holy  will  be  done." 

Browne, 

219.     c.  m. 

Trust  in  Divine  Goodness. 

1  Father  !  we  own  thy  Sovereign  hand. 

Thy  faithful  care  we  own  ; 
Wisdom  and  love  are  all  thy  ways, 
When  most  to  us  unknown. 

2  To  thee  wTe  yield  our  comforts  up, 

To  thee  our  lives  resign  ; 
In  straits  and  dangers,  rich  and  safe, 
If  wTe  and  ours  are  thine. 

3  Thy  saints  in  earlier  life  removed, 

In  sweeter  accents  sing, 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.    220,221. 

And  bless  the  swiftness  of  their  flight, 
That  bore  them  to  their  King. 

4  The  burdens  of  a  lengthened  day 
With  patience  may  we  bear, 
Till  evening's  welcome  hour  shall  show 

We  were  our  Father's  care. 

Doddridge. 

220.  c.  m. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  So  firm  the  saint's  foundations  stand, 

Nor  can  his  hopes  remove, 
Sustained  by  God's  Almighty  hand. 
And  sheltered  in  his  love  ; 

2  The  olive  and  the  fig  may  fail, 

The  vine  its  fruit  deny  ; 
Famine  through  all  his  fields  prevail, 
And  all  the  herd  may  die  : 

3  God  is  the  treasure  of  his  soul, 

The  source  of  sacred  joy  ; 
Which  no  affliction  can  control, 
Nor  death  itself  destroy. 

4  Lord  !  may  we  feel  thy  cheering  beams, 

And  share  thy  saints'  repose  ; 
We  will  not  mourn  the  vanished  streams, 
While  such  a  fountain  flows. 

Doddridge. 

221.  s.  m. 

Reliance  on  God. 

1  My  Father  !  cheering  name  ; 
O  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 
Give  me  with  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 


222.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

2  This  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  a  Father's  eye  1 

3  Whate'er  thy  will  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise ; 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
Still  let  me  know  a  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  a  Father's  care. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

222.       C.  M. 
Praise  for  Divine  Goodness. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  mercies  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 

And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 

The  glorious  theme  renew. 

Addison. 


christian  affections.  223,224. 

223.  l.  m. 

Giving  thanks  in  all  things. 

1  God  of  our  lives  !  our  thanks  to  thee, 
Should,  like  thy  gifts,  continual  be  ; 
In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
From  life's  first  opening  to  its  close. 

2  From  thee  our  comforts  all  arise  ; 

Our  numerous  wants  thy  hand  supplies  ; 
Nor  can  we  ever,  Lord,  be  poor, 
Who  live  on  thy  exhaustless  store. 

3  If  sorrows  on  our  hearts  descend, 

We  still  can  trust  our  heavenly  friend, 
And  bear  his  gracious  words  impressed 
In  long  remembrance  in  the  breast. 

4  Dispose  us,  each  revolving  day, 
For  daily  gifts,  our  thanks  to  pay  ; 

And  though  withdrawn  those  gifts  should  be, 

In  all  things  to  give  thanks  to  thee. 

Browne. 

224.  7S. 

Praise  to  God  in  Prosperity. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ ; 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use  ; 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews, 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  : 


225,  226.    CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

4  All  that  Spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'ei  flowing  stores  : 

5  These  to  thee,  my  God,  we  owe  ; 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  How  ; 
And  for  these  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Barbauld. 

225.     7s. 

Praise  to  God  in  Adversity. 

1  Should  the  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green,  untimely  fruit  ; 

2  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  ; 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall  ; 

3  Should  thine  altered  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain  ; 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy  ; 

4  Yet  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  ; 
And  when  every  blessing 's  flown, 
Love  thee,  for  thyself  alone. 


226.     c.  m. 

Praising  God  in  all  changes. 

1   Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
My  Father  and  my  God  ; 
I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 


Barbauld. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.  227. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear  ; 
Thy  mercies  gild  each  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  lengthening  year. 

3  In  all  these  mercies,  may  my  soul 

A  father's  bounty  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  In  every  changing  state  of  life, 

Each  bright,  each  gloomy  scene, 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
Still  equal  and   serene. 

5  Then  will  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

Free  from  distressing  fear,; 

For  death  itself  is  life,  my  God, 

If  thou  art  with  me  there. 

Hegitibotham. 

227.     c.  m. 

Gratitude  and  Submission. 

1  When  I  survey  life's  varied  scene, 

Amidst  the  darkest  hours, 
Bright  rays  of  comfort  shine  between, 
And  thorns  are  mixed  with  flowers. 

2  No  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 

Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ; 
This  thought  can  all  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly. 

3  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  my  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart, 
Thy  mercy  ever  is  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 


228.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

4  Is  glowing  health  my  happy  share  ] 

Then  let  me  bless  my  God  : 
Thy  goodness  let  my  song  declare, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  While  such  delightful  joys  as  these 

Are  kindly  dealt  to  me, 
Be  all  my  hours  of  health  and  ease 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

228.     c.  m. 

Submission. 

1  O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort,  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love   forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  dries  away  my  tears. 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee ; 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way, 

Shall  I  resist  their  power  '\ 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  dying  every  hour  1 

5  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway, 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  the  skies 

Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

Cowper. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.     229,  230. 

j,     229.     l.  m. 

^^  *r%+*~.  Submission.  ?'~-~«*U^ 

1  My  God  !  I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought 

E'er  deem  thy  chastisement  severe ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  anxious  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay  ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain, 

Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know, 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ  ; 

Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil  ; 
And,  mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 


Norton. 


230.     c.  m. 


Submission. 

1  Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came. 

And  rose  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  the  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  short  favors,  borrowed  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
14 


231,232.    CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

He  gives — and  blessed  be  bis  name, 
v    He  takes  but  what  he  ga-ve-.    •  *ri  . 
4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then ; 
Let  each  repining  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

Watts. 

231.     c.  m. 

Acquiescence  in  God's  Will. 

1  Author  of  good  !  to  thee  we  turn  ; 

Thine  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hands  alone  supply. 

2  O,  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  love,  our  footsteps  guide  ; 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued, 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill ; 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply; 
The  good  unasked,  O  Father,  grant, 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

Merrick. 

232.     c.  m. 

Anxiety  Removed. 

1  We  would  not  seek,  with  God  our  friend, 
With  anxious  care  to  know, 
Or  how,  or  when,  our  life  shall  end, 
Or  what  our  lot  below. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  233. 

2  The  same  kind  Power  that  gave  us  breath, 

Still  holds  us  in  his  hand  ; 
And  when  he  bids  us  sleep  in  death, 
All-wise  is  his  command. 

3  If  lengthened  years  our  lives  shall  crown, 

Then  be  his  praise  expressed  ; 
Or,  if  in  this  he  cuts  us  down, 
Still  what  he  does  is  best. 

4  May  we,  the  good  each  hour  supplies 

Receive  with  grateful  mind  ; 
And  when  our  fairest  pleasure  dies, 
Be  humble  and  resigned. 

5  How  swift  our  moments  steal  away  ! 

Even  while  we  speak  they  fly  ; 

Then  let  us  seize  the  passing  day, 

And  only  live,  to  die. 

Frisbie. 

233.     l.  m. 

Anxiety  Removed. 

1  Why  sinks  my  weak,  desponding  mind  1 

Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  sigh  1 
Can  sovereign  goodness  be  unkind  ] 
Am  I  not  safe,  if  God  be  nigh  ] 

2  'Tis  he  supports  the  fainting  frame ; 

On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  ; 
The  wondrous  glories  of  his  name, 

How  wide  they  spread,  how  bright  they  shine ! 

3  My  God  !  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 

Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave  ; 
A  present  help  in  times  of  need, 

Still  kind  to  hear,  and  strong  to  save. 


234.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

4  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord, 
And  calm  the  sorrows  of  my  breast ; 
Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine,  and  I  am  blest. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


234.     s.  m. 

Encouragement. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ! 

Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ! 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  He  every  where  hath  rule, 

And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 
His  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

3  Thou  comprehend'st  him  not ; 

Yet  heaven  and  earth  will  tell, 
God  sits  as  sovereign  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

4  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 
O  lift  thou  up  our  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

5  Through  winds,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

His  hand  will  clear  our  way  ; 
We  wait  his  time,  and  soon  the  night 
Shall  end  in  perfect  day. 

Moravian. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.    235,  236. 

235.     s.  m. 

Dependence  on  God. 

1  To  keep  the  lamp  alive 

With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl  ; 
'Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive. 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 
It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  all  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 
For  even  an  angel  would  be  weak 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 

And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

5  In  him  is  all  our  store  ; 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne ; 
Whoever  says,  *  I  want  no  more,' 
Confesses  he  has  none. 


Cowper. 


236.     c.  m. 

Support  in  God. 

My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  forever  sure  ; 
And  in  its  matchless  grace,  I  feel 

My  happiness  secure. 
14* 


237.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

2  What  though  my  house  be  not  with  thee, 

As  nature  could  desire  ; 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives, 
Thy  servants  all  aspire. 

3  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  father  art  become, 
Jesus  my  guardian,  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ; 

4  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  : 
And,  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

Doddridge. 

237.       S.  M. 
Obligation  to  God. 

1  My  Maker  and  my  king  ! 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe  ; 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun, 

Dawned  on  my  early  days  ; 
Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 
To  form  my  lips  to  praise. 

4  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  life  can  give. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  238. 

5  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 

Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 

And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele 


233.     c.  m. 

Happiness  in  God  alone. 

1  When  Fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings, 

And  wanders  unconfined 
Amidst  the  unbounded  scene  of  things 
Which  entertain  the  mind  ; 

2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er 

In  search  of  sacred  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

3  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 

Each  false  and  flattering  wile  ; 
For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy, 
But  our  Creator's  smile  ? 

4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

5  Thy  favor,  Lord,  is  all  we  want, 

Here  would  our  spirit  rest ; 

O  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 

And  make  us  fully  blest. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


239,  240.  christian  affections. 

239.  l.  m. 

Seeking  God. 

1  Hear,  gracious  sovereign,  from  thy  throne, 
And  send  thy  various  blessings  down  ; 
When  by  thy  children  thou  art  sought, 
Oh,  hear  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught. 

2  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  heart  of  stone, 
And  let  thy  godlike  power  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  in  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  tears  of  deep  repentance  rise  ; 
And  all  that  now  thy  love  disdain, 
Shall  seek  thy  face,  nor  seek  in  vain. 

4  Then  shall  thy  gathering  children  wait 
In  crowds  around  thy  temple  gate ; 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 

A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

Doddridge. 

240.  s.  m. 

Seeking  God. 

1  My  God  !  permit  my  tongue 

This  joy — to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  earnest  heart  prevail, 
And  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  to  be  compared  with  this, — 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

3  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  241. 

4f  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies ; 
And  on  thy  faithful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live  ; 
Not  all  the  pleasures  of  the  earth 
So  pure  enjoyment  give. 

W  BttS. 

241.     c.  m. 

Rejoicing  in  God. 

1  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 

This  work  belongs  to  you  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word  : 
How  holy,  just  and  true. 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness, 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  made  the  moving  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  heaving  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs  ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

Watts, 


242,  243.     CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

242.  c.  m. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  ! 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  1 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word.  ] 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ; 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ; 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

Cowper. 

243.  c.  m. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Each  day  of  life  with  God  begin, 
And  spend  it  in  his  fear. 

2  Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.  244. 

And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

3  To  aid  the  better  ends  of  life, 

Be  each  enjoyment  sought  ; 
And  by  each  various  providence. 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

4  When  by  laborious  duties  called, 

Or  by  temptation  tried  ; 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

5  In  this  communion  with  my  God, 

My  life  shall  pass  away  ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 

Nor  fear  its  closing  day. 

Doddridge. 

244.     l.  m. 

Glorying  in  the  Lord. 

1  The  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great, 
Maintains  his  universal  state  ; 

O'er  all  the  earth  his  power  extends, 
All  heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 

2  Yet  justice  still  with  power  presides, 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides  ; 
Such  works  are  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Such  men  are  always  his  delight. 

3  No  more,  ye  wise,  your  wisdom  boast ; 
No  more,  ye  strong,  your  valor  trust ; 
No  more,  ye  rich,  with  joy  behold 
The  growing  treasures  of  your  gold. 

4  Within  your  heavenly  Father  find 

Your  wisdom,  power,  and  wealth  combined  ; 

And  bend  on  him  thy  earnest  eyes, 

Till  all  thy  soul  in  rapture  rise. 

Doddridge, 


245,  246.     CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

245.     c.  m. 

Love  to  God. 

1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge  !  alas,  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  the  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  the  golden  harp, 
In  the  sweet  realms  above. 

4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul 

For  life  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

Watts. 

246.     l.  m. 

Love  to  God  and  Man. 

1  Thus  saith  the  first  and  great  command, 

Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 

2  Then  shall  thy  neighbor  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.     247,  248. 

3  This  is  the  truth  which  Moses  spoke, 

This  did  the  ancient  prophets  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  the  whole  law 's  fulfilled  in  love. 

4  But  Oh,  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 

Lord  !  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 

Or  we  can  never  do  thy  will. 

Watts. 

247.     c.  m. 

Love  essential. 

1  Though  every  grace  my  speech  adorned, 

That  flows  from  every  tongue  ; 
Though  I  could  rise  to  loftier  strains 
Than  ever  angels  sung  ; 

2  Though,  with  prophetic  light  inspired, 

I  made  all  mysteries  plain  ; 
Yet,  were  I  void  of  Christian  love, 
These  gifts  were  all  in  vain. 

3  Though  I  dispense  with  liberal  hand 

My  goods  to  feed  the  poor  ; 
Or,  firm  to  conscience  and  to  truth, 
A  martyr's  fate  endure  ; 

4  Nay,  though  my  faith,  with  boundless  power, 

Even  mountains  could  remove  ; 
'Twere  all  in  vain,  should  I  be  found 


A  stranger  still  to  love. 


Scotch  Paraph. 


248.     l.  m. 

Religion  vain  without  Love. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
15 


249.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

If  love  be  wanting,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brass— an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
AH  that  is  done  in  heaven  or  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  hunger  of  the  poor  ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  ; 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 

The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Watts. 

249.     l.  m. 

Penitence. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord  !  O  Lord,  forgive  ! 

Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  1 

May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  1 
%  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  efface 

The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 

Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound  ; 

So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh  !  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
To  save  his  spirit  from  despair. 

Watts. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.    250,  251 

250.       C.  M. 

Improvement  neglected. 

1   Alas,  how  fast  our  moments  fly, 
How  short  our  days  appear ; 
How  soon  through  various  seasons  hastes 
The  swift  revolving  year. 

2  Seasons  of  grace  and  days  of  hope — 

While  Jesus  waiting  stands, 
And  spreads  the  blessings  of  his  love 
With  wide  extended  hands. 

3  But  oh  !  how  slow  of  heart  are  we 

These  blessings  to  secure  ; 
Blessings,  which  while  all  others  fail, 
Forever  shall  endure. 

4  Beneath  the  word  of  life  we  die, 

We  starve  amid  our  store  ; 
And  what  should  lead  us  home  to  thee, 
But  makes  us  wander  more. 

5  Restore  thy  children,  God  of  love, 

And  make  them  truly  wise  ; 
So  from  the  seeds  of  heavenly  grace 
Shall  heavenly  harvests  rise. 

Doddridge. 

251.     7s. 

Penitence. 

1   God  of  mercy  !  God  of  love  ! 

Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs  ; 
Listen  to  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou  to  whom  all  grace  belongs. 


252.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent, 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ; 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own ; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  bow, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

J.  Taylor. 

252.     l.  m. 

Penitence. 

1  O  thou  who  nearest  when  sinners  cry, 

Though  all  our  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 

And  form  my  soul  averse  from  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light ; 

Cast  out,  and  banished  from  thy  sight ; 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 

Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 
Look  down  from  heaven  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  me  that  I  may  not  die. 

Watts 


CHRISTIAN    AFFEECTIONS.    253,  254, 

253.     c.  m. 

Holy  Resolutions. 

1  Oh  !  that  thy  statutes  every  hour 

Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ; 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 
There  daily  peace  I  find. 

2  To  thee  before  the  dawning  light, 

My  gracious  God,  I'll  pray  ; 
I'll  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

3  When  midnight  darkness  veils  my  eyes, 

I'll  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  fervent  prayer  shall  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

4  And  while  I  long,  1  hope,  I  wait, 

For  thy  salvation  still, 
I'll  make  thy  statutes  my  delight, 
And  love  to  do  thy  will. 


Watts. 


254.     l.  m. 

Devout  Aspirations. 

1  Supreme  and  universal  light  ! 
Fountain  of  reason  !  Judge  of  right ! 
Parent  of  good  !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above  and  all  below  ; 

2  Without  whose  kind,  directing  ray, 
In  everlasting  night  we  stray, 
From  passion  still  to  passion  tossed, 
And  in  a  maze  of  error  lost ; 

15* 


255.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

3  Assist  us,  Lord  !  to  act,  to  be, 
What  thy  all-holy  laws  decree  ; 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame 
Which  from  thy  breathing  Spirit  came. 

4  O  Father  !  grace  and  virtue  grant ; 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want ; 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  is  bliss   above. 

H.  More. 

255.     l.  m. 

Holy  Aspirations. 

1  My  God  !  whose  all-pervading  eye 

Views  earth  beneath  and  heaven  above, 
Witness  if  here  or  there  thou  seest 
An  object  worthy  of  my  love. 

2  Not  the  gay  scenes,  where  mortal  men 

Pursue  their  bliss  and  find  their  woe, 
Detain  my  heart,  which  upward  springs, 
The  nobler  joys  of  heaven  to  know. 

3  Not  all  the  fairest  sons  of  light 

That  lead  the  armies  round  thy  throne, 
Can  bound  its  flight — it  presseth  on, 
And  seeks  its  rest  in  God  alone. 

4  This  feeble  flesh  shall  faint  and  die, 

This  heart  renew  its  pulse  no  more, 
E'en  now  it  views  the  moment  nigh 
When  life's  last  movements  all  are  o'er. 

5  But  come,  thou  vanquished  King  of  dread, 

With  thy  own  hand  thy  power  destroy ; 
'Tis  thine  to  bear  my  soul  to  God, 
My  portion  and  eternal  joy. 

Doddridge. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.    256,  257. 

256.  L.  M. 

Devout  Aspirations. 

1  Great  God  !  indulge  my  humble  claim  ; 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  With  early  feet  I  would  appear 

Among  thy  saints  and  seek  thy  face  ; 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  kindness  of  thy  grace. 

3  Amid  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

When  weary  cares  afflict  my  head, 
The  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed. 

4  I'll  lift  my  hands,  Til  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice 
Through  all  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

257.  7s&6es. 
Aspirations  for  Heaven. 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  tilings 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  ; 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  the  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun, 
Both  hasting  to  their  source  ; 


258.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

So  the  spirit,  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 

Soaring  up  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 
Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 
Triumphant  in  the   skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  we  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

Rippon's  Co.1!. 

258.     l.  m. 

Good  Resolutions. 

1  Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 

Slaves  to  the  world  and  slaves  to  sin  i 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  I  would  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  servce  all  my  joy  ; 

Around  lei  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

4  O  may  I  never  faint,  nor  tire, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 

And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.     259,260 

259.       L.  M. 

Desire  of  Wisdom  and  Obedience. 

1  Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way  ; 
That,  to  my  life's  remotest  day, 

By  thy  unerring  wisdom  led, 

My  feet  the  paths  of  truth  may  tread. 

2  Informed  by  thee,  with  sacred  awe, 
My  heart  shall  meditate  thy  law  ; 
And,  with  celestial  wisdom  filled,      . 
To  thee  its  full  obedience  yield. 

3  Give  me  to  know  thy  word   aright, 
Thy  word,  my  soul's  supreme  delight; 
That,  raised  above  the  world,  my  mind 
In  thee  its  better  wealth  may  find. 

4  O  turn  from  vanity  mine  eye, 

To  me  thy  quickening  strength  supply  ; 

And  with  thy  promised  mercy  cheer 

A  heart  devoted  to  thy  fear. 

Merrick. 

260.     c.  m. 

Desire  of  Holiness. 

1  Oh  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 

To  keep  his  statutes  still  ; 
Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 

2  Oh  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  slanderer's  part. 


261.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  heart  of  mine, 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hand's 
Offend   against  my  God. 

Watte. 

261.       C.  M. 

Prayer  for  Wisdom. 

1  Father  of  light  !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
Let  each  advancing  footstep  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide  ; 

And  when  I  go  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart, 

4  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  light  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 


In  endless  light  above. 


Smart. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.     262,  263. 

262.     c.  m. 

Prayer  for  Fervor  of  Devotion. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  unworthy  rate  1 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  1 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


Watts. 


263.     l.  m. 

The  patience  of  Hope. 

Lord,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  ; 
Whate'er  my  trials,  I  would  see 
Thy  hand  in  all,  and  bow  to  thee. 

What  sinners  value,  I  resign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness 


264.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

3  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  1 

4  O  !  glorious  hour,  O  !  blest  abode, 
I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  flesh  and  sense  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

5  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Watts. 

264.     l.  m. 

Patience  and  Hope. 

1  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ; 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care 
Which  nature  must,  but  cannot  bear? 

2  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obeyed  1 
Too  weak,  alas,  her  strongest  aid  ; 
O  let  religion  then  be  nigh, 
Whose  consolations  never  die. 

3  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  her  strong  control ; 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage, 
While  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page. 

4  Then,  gentle  Patience  smiles  on  pain  ; 

Then,  dying  Hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 

Wliile  Faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.     265,  266. 

265.     c.  m. 

Hope  in  Death. 

1  Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 

And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ] 

2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
Finished  my  course  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward. 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  gracious  Judge  at  that  great  day 
Will  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone, 
But  all  who  love,  and  long  to  see 
The  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  My  hour  is  come,  and  o'er  me  now 

I  feel  the  shadows  roll  ; 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  brow, 
But  glory  in  my  soul ! 


Watts. 


266.     c.  m. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  angry  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  all  its  rage, 
And  face  the  frowning  world. 
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267.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all ; 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  endless  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


Watts. 


267.     c.  m. 

Prospect  of  the  Christian. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb 

To  mansions  in  the  skies ; 
He  looks  on  all  the  joys  of  time 
With  undesiring  eyes. 

2  He  knows  that  all  these  fleeting  thinsrs 

Must  yield  to  sure  decay ; 
And  sees  on  time's  extended  wings 
How  swift  they  pass  away. 

3  To  things  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

A  beam  of  sacred  light 
Directs  his  view  ;  his  prospects  rise 
All  permanent  and  bright. 

4  His  hopes,  still  fixed  on  joys  to  come, 

Those  blissful  scenes  on  high, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  bloom, 
When  time  and  nature  die. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.    268,  269 

268.     s.  m. 

Christian  Love. 

1  Let  party  names  bo  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one,  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  equal  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  wrath,  that  child  of  hell, 

Be  banished  far  away, 
And  all  in  kind  communion  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 

And  all  the  air  is  love, 

Beddome. 

269.     l.  m. 

The  Blessing  of  Charity. 

1  Thrice  happy  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 

Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word  ; 
Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclined  ; 

He  saves  the  wretched  from  their  pain, 
And  asks  for  no  return  again. 

3  His  hand  hath  cast  his  alms  abroad. 
His  deeds  are  all  before  his  God  ; 
His  heart  is  safe  from  every  fear, 
For  God  with  all  his  power  is  there. 


270.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

4  His  hope  is  anchored  on  the  Lord, 
And  borrows  firmness  from  his  word  ; 
Amidst  all  darkness,  light  shall  rise 
To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 

Watts. 

270.     c.  m. 

Christian  Charity. 

1  Behold,  when  breathing-  love  divine, 

Our  dying  Master  stands  ! 
His  weeping  followers  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

2  From  that  mild  Teacher's  parting  lips 

What  tender  accents  fell  I 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave, 
Became  its  author  wTell. 

3  c  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 

To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 

Was  never  raised  in  vain. 

4  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel  ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

5  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

My  peace,  to  him  I  give  ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

6  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy  from  above 

Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 

The  perfect  law  of  love.' 

Barbauld. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.    271,    272. 

271.       L.  M.  61. 

Charity. 

1  O  ye  who  seek  Jehovah's  face, 

Bow  at  his  throne,  and  feel  his  grace  ; 
Who  ask  in  prayer  and  own  in  praise 
The  bounteous  love  which  gilds  your  days, 
Catch  from  above  the  hallowed  flame  ; 
Be  worthy  of  the  Christian  name. 

2  Where'er  distress  and  pain  appear, 
Let  pity's  ready  hand  be  there  ; 
With  cheering  wine  and  fragrant  oil 
Bid  languor  glow  and  anguish  smile  : 
Though  want  her  lowiiest  form  may  wear, 
The  image  of  your  God  is  there. 

3  When  He,  the  sovereign  Judge,  draws  nigh, 
And  holds  the  unerring  beam  on  high, 
Then  shall  sweet  Charity  prevail, 

And  angels  mark  the  sinking  scale  ; 
Jesus  shall  call  his  followers  home  ; 
'  Ye  blessed  of  my  Father,  come  !' 

J.  Taylor. 

272.     l.  m. 

Candor  and  Charity. 

1  All-seeing  God  !  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow ; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 

When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  among  men,  great  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  servant  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe, 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  woe  ? 

16* 


273.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read, 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  1 
Trusting  thy  grace,  wTe  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  commands  alone. 

4  Correct  if  wrong,  accept  if  right, 
While  faithful  we  improve  our  light, 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  all  thy  will. 

Scott. 

273.     c.  m. 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

1  Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

3  Increase  my  faith,  increase  ray  hope, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up 
When  foes  and  fears  prevail. 

4  When  strong  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

5  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
And  never  let  me  go  astray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.      274,  275. 

274.  c.  m. 

Retirement. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee  ; 

From  strife  and  tumult  far, 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
lis  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  presence  cheer  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode  ; 
O,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 

Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 

Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

Cowper. 

275.  l.  m. 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

1  My  God  !   permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ] 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God  and  Saviour  go  1 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 


276,  277.      CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 


4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 
In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  thee,  my  God,  I  find. 

Watts. 

276.  l.  m. 

Communing  with  our  own  Hearts. 

1  Return,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Looks  through  each  deep  and  dark  recess  ; 
In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide  ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  known  and  purified. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  our  inmost  souls  to  cheer, 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 

That  God  hath  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 

Doddridge. 

277.  c.  m. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  278. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, — 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand   I  see  ; 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye  without  a  tear 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear, 

That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 

H.  M.  Williams. 

278.     l.  m. 

The  Believer's  Unbelief. 

1  Lord  !  we  have  made  our  steadfast  choice  ! 
In  Christ,  the  Saviour,  we  rejoice  ; 

Yet  still  our  pleasure  blends  with  grief, 
For  faith  is  mixed  with  unbelief. 

2  His  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  souls  alive  ; 
But  sins,  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 


279.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

3  Father,  before  it  quite  departs, 
Renew  the  promise  in  our  hearts ; 
Nor  see  that  faith  in  ruins  laid, 

Which  thy  own  gracious  power  hath  made. 

4  Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame  ; 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name, 
And  put  our  anxious  doubts  to  flight, 
Like  shades  before  the  morning  light. 

Doddridge. 

279.    c.  m. 

The  better  Part. 

1  Thou  art  my  portion,  oh  my  God; 

Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  to  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

Are  set  before  my  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  Thou  hast  inclined  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus,  till  mortal  life  shall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

Watts. 


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CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.   280,281 

280.  L.  M. 

Steady  Principle. 

1  Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears, 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat ; 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord,  a  heavenly  ray- 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  flattering  paths  to  shun 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run  ; 
Who,  for  a  shade,  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  May  never  pleasure,  wealth  or  pride, 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside ; 
But  through  the  scenes  of  mortal  ill 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 

Henry  Moore. 

281.  cm. 

Christian  Principles. 

1  My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope  ! 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care  ; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up 
To  thee,  who  nearest  prayer. 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait 
Till  I  can  all  things  do  ; 
On  thee,  Almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 


282.  CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS. 

4 

2  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye  ; 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 
A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

3  I  rest  upon  thy  word  ; 

The  promise  is  for  me ; 
My  help  and  my  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee. 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  thy  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

Wesley's  Coll. 

282.     c.  m. 

The  Christian  Temper. 

1  Almighty  Maker  !  Lord  of  all  ! 

Of  life  the  only  spring  ! 
Creator  of  unnumbered  worlds  ! 
Supreme,  eternal  King  ! 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

Impenitence  and  pride ; 
Nor  let  me  in  forbidden  paths 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I'll  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.     283,   284. 

4  Let  not  despair,  nor  fell  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known ; 
O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

5  Feed  me  with  necessary  food  ; 

I  ask  not  wealth  nor  fame  ; 

Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 

A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

Anonymous. 

283.  l.  m. 

Humility. 

1  Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 

Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day, — 

O,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 

With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way ; 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

3  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 

Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span ; 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man. 

4  O  Father,  to  thy  suppliant  give 

A  meek  and  unambitious  mind  ; 
Content  in  humble  worth  to  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  life  to  find. 

Enfield. 

284.  c.  m. 

Zeal  in  the  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 
17 


285.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS- 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ; 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

Doddridge. 

285.     l.  m. 

'  Seeing  Him  who  is  Invisible. 

1  Eternal  and  immortal  King, 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes 

When  God  with  all  his  glory 's  there. 

2  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 

The  great  Invisible  can  see  ; 
And  Avith  its  tremblings  mingle  joy 
In  fixed  regards,  great  God,  to  thee. 

3  Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin 

Shamed  in  thy  presence,  disappears, 
And  all  the  glowing,  raptured  soul, 
The  likeness  it  contemplates,  wears. 

4  O,  ever  conscious  to  my  heart, 

Witness  to  its  supreme  desire, 
Behold  it  presseth  on  to  thee, 
For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.      286,    287. 

5  This  one  petition  would  it  urge, 
To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight ; 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight. 

Doddridge. 

286.     c.  m. 

A  living  and  dead  Faith. 

1  Mistaken  souls  !  who  dream  of  heaven, 

And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  head. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart ; 

'Tis  faith  which  works  by  love ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  which  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  which  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 


Watts. 


287.     s.  m. 

Faith  without  Works,  dead. 

1  As  bodies  when  the  soul  is  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith,  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 


288.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye,  or  bended  knee. 

3  In  true  and  genuine  faith,  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  Christian  grace  ; 
Within  the  pious  heart  it  plays, 

A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

4  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  betray 
Where'er  the  stream  hath  found  its  way ; 
But  where  these  spring  not,  fresh  and  fair, 
The  stream  has  never  wandered  there. 

Drummond. 

288.     l.  m. 

Obedience  essential. 

1  Not  he,  whose  baseless  hope  relies 
On  modes  and  forms  that  men  devise  ; 
Who  merely  calls  the  Saviour,  Lord, 
But  heeds  not  to  perform  his  word ; 

2  Not  he  shall  tread  the  courts  above, 
The  bright  abodes  of  joy  and  love  ; 
But  he  whose  prompt  obedience  shows 
His  wTish  to  practise  what  he  knows  ;— 

3  Whose  heart  enlarging  can  embrace 
As  brethren,  all  the  human  race ; 
Who  for  his  friends  with  ardor  glows, 
And  pities  and  forgives  his  foes. 

4  This  is  the  man  whose  head  shall  rise, 
With  glory  crowned,  above  the  skies  ; 
Whom  Jesus  shall  in  judgment  own, 
And  place  by  God's  immortal  throne. 

Butcher* 


christian  affections.   289,  290. 

289.  l.  m. 

Obedience  essential. 

1  The  lifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ] 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile? 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 

To  thee,  a  nobler  offering  yields 
Than  fragrant  groves  or  fertile  fields. 

4  Love  God  and  man  ;  this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand  ; 

This  did  the  ancient  prophets  teach, 
This  did  the  great  Messiah  preach. 

Scott. 

290.  s.  m. 

Faithfulness  in  Duty. 

1  A  charge  to  keep  1  have, 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky  ; 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 
17* 


291,  292.      CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

5  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thy  love  rely  ; 
Assured  if  I  ray  trust  betray 
I  shall  forsaken  die. 


C.  Wesley. 


291.       L.    M. 

A  good  Conscience. 

1  While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 
And  court  the  joys  that  hurt  the  soul, 
Be  mine  that  silent,  calm  repast, 

A  conscience  peaceful  to  the  last. 

2  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismayed ; 
But  fearless  meet  life's   dreariest  gloom, 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

3  Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 
Each  blow  some  kind  design  fulfils  ; 
And  can  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
While  love  supreme  directs  the  rod  ? 

4  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

Cotton. 

292.     l.  m. 

Peace  of  Conscience. 
1  Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  hope  of  pardoned  sin  ; 
Though  tempests  shake  the  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.  293. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  They  place  their  hopes  beyond  the  sky, 

Up  where  eternal  ages  roll  ; 
Where  springs  of  purest  pleasure  rise  , 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

4  They  know  the  joys  that  seraphs  feel 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill, 

And  sound  the  triumphs  of  their  king. 

Watts. 

293.     l.  m. 

Peace  after  Trouble. 

1  When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 

And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Creator,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

3  But  oh,  my  God,  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will  ; 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 

4  Then  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

Cowper. 


294,  295.  christian  affections. 

294.  l.  m* 

The  Happiness  of  Serving  God. 

1  My  gracious  God  !  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay  ; 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates,  and  obey. 

2  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 

Nor  to  increase  my  worldy  good  ; 
Nor  all  my  time  and  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

3  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee, 

Its  sure  support,  its  glorious  end  1 
Thy  ever  smiling  face  to  see 

And  serve,  for  such  a  heavenly  friend. 

4  O  may  our  hearts  thy  name  confess ; 

And  feel  thy  presence,  and  thy  power 

Each  moment  of  my  life  to  bless, 

And  keep  me  in  its  closing  hour. 

Doddridge* 

295.  c.  m. 

Spiritual  Dullness. 

1  My  drowsy  powers  !  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 

Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ; 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  busy  ants,  for  one  poor  grain 

How  earnestly  they  strive  ! 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  to  gain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 


CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS.  296. 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above  ; 

4  We,  for  whom  God's  own  Son  came  down, 

And  labored  for  our  good  ; 
How  careless  to  secure  a  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood. 

5  Oh,  may  our  active  spirits  move, 

Our  strong  affections  rise  ; 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 

We  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

Watts. 

296.     c.  m. 

Inconstancy  in  Religion  lamented. 

1  Perpetual  Source  of  light  and  grace  ! 

We  hail  ihy  sacred  name; 
Through  every  year's  revolving  round 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2  On  us,  unworthy  as  we  are, 

Its  blessings  still  it  pours  ; 
Sure  as  the  heavens'  established  course, 
And  plenteous  as  the  showers. 

3  Our  former  follies,  Lord,  we  mourn; 

And  now  thy  grace  implore 

To  guide  our  often  erring  steps, 

That  we  may  stray  no  more. 

4  Aided  by  energy  divine, 

May  we  more  steadfast  prove  ; 
And  with  determined  zeal  press  on. 
To  gain  thy  courts  above. 


297.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

5  So,  by  thy  power,  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  radiant  way  ; 
Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
And  shines  to  perfect  day. 

Doddridge. 

297.     l.  m. 

Growth  in  Grace. 

1  Praise  to  thy  name,  eternal  God, 

For  all  the  peace  thou  shedd'st  abroad  ; 
For  all  thine  influence  from  above 
To  warm  our  souls  with  sacred  love. 

2  Blest  be  the  hand,  which  from  the  skies 
Brought  down  this  plant  of  Paradise, 
And  made  its  heavenly  branches  grow 
In  this  dark  wilderness  below. 

3  But  why  reclines  its  beauteous  head  ? 
And  whither  is  its  fragrance  fled  % 
Too  plain,  alas  !  the  languor  shows 
The  unkindly  soil  in  which  it  grows. 

4  O  thou,  our  Sun  !  thy  beams  display, 
To  drive  the  fatal  blight  away ; 

Nor  let  the  frost,  or  blast,  or  storm, 
Wither  and  rend  its  tender  form. 

5  And  let  thy  sacred  Spirit  breathe 
Fresh  gales  from  heaven  on  all  beneath  ; 
So  shall  they  grow,  and  from  them  rise 
An  incense  grateful  to  the  skies. 

Doddridge. 


CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS.     298,  299, 

298.     l.  m. 

Holiness  and  Grace* 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  Gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  glorious  honors  of  our  God  ; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

"V*£  ^z_  //'/"Z-  "Watts. 

i/U*,  <X£>*w  Zuil.       S.  M.    S'tt****>*tJ/C- 

Right  of  Private  Judgment. 
1   May  we,  O  Lord,  maintain 
A  meek  inquiring  mind  ; 
Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find. 

2  Give  us  the  light  we  need, 

Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill ; 
From  baneful  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice,  our  will. 

3  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart 

May  we  with  firmness  own  ; 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 


300.  CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS. 

4  With  understanding  blessed, 
Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest — 
We  bow  to  none  but  thee. 

Scott. 

300.     c.  m. 

The  Life  of  God  in  the  Soul  of  Man. 

1  O  happy  Christian,  who  can  say, 

1  The  life  of  God  is  mine  f 
Happy,  though  humbled  in  the  dust, 
Rich  in  the  gift  divine  : 

2  He  lives  a  heavenly  life  below, 

And  shall  forever  live  : 
Eternal  streams  from  Christ  shall  flow, 
And  endless  vigor  give. 

3  That  life  we  ask  with  bended  knee, 

Nor  will  the  Lord  deny  ; 
The  God  of  grace  will  never  see 
x  His  humble  suppliants  die. 

4  That  life  obtained,  for  that  alone 

We  wish  continued  breath  ; 
And  taught  by  blest  experience,  own 
That  praise  can  live  in  death. 

Doddridge. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

301.        8s&7s. 
Divine  Love. 

1  Love  divine  !  all  love  excelling", 

Jov  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast  ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Grant  thy  presence  to  our  heart ; 
Graciously  descend,  and  never 

From  thy  temple,  Lord,  depart. 

J  Wesley's  Coll- 

302.     l.  m. 

The  Bounties  of  Providence  acknowledged. 

1  Father  of  light,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day ; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 
18 


303.  SUBJECTS    OF    SERMONS. 

2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceeds 

In  copious  drops  the  genial  rain, 
Which  o'er  the  hills  and  through  the  meads 
Revives  the  grass  and  swells  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 

Yet  thousands  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 
Despise  thy  law — reject  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Still  own  in  praise,  and  ask  in  prayer. 

Doddridge 

303.     l.  m. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  Stand  up,  my  soul !  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  thy  ascended  Saviour 's  gone. 

2  Sin  and  the  world  resist  thy  course  ; 

Sin  and  the  world  are  vanquished  foes ; 
For  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sang  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  There  shall  they  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  Almighty  grace  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  their  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

Watts. 


subjects  of  sermons.     304,  305. 
304.     l.  m. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  Awake,  my  soul  !  lift  up  thine  eyes, 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host ; — 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  Danger  threatening  stands, 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands  ; 
There  Pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captives  led. 

3  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground  ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  : 
Beware  of  all,  guard  every  part, 
But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 


Barbauld. 


305.     s.  m. 

The  Weak  strengthened. 

1  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Let  every  chord  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine, 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come 
Shall  quench  the  love  divine. 


306.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

4  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control  ; 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
The  darkness  of  the  soul. 

5  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 

Who  stays  himself  on  thee  ; 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

Toplady. 

306.     l.  m. 

God  strengthens  the  Weak. 

1  Now  let  the  feeble  all  be  strong, 
And  make  Jehovah's  arm  their  song ; 
His  shield  is  spread  o'er  every  saint, 
And,  thus  supported,  who  shall  faint  ] 

2  Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought  ! 
The  great  salvation  he  hath  brought : 
And  still  the  guardian  care  of  heaven 
Secures  the  blessings  he  hath  given. 

3  Bound  by  his  word,  he  will  display 
A  strength  proportioned  to  the  day ; 
And  where  united  perils  meet, 
Will  show  a  path  of  safe  retreat. 

4  In  thee  we  trust,  Almighty  Lord, 
A  powerful  rescue  to  afford  ; 

Still  be  thy  mighty  arm  made  bare, 
For  all  thy  servant's  hopes  are  there. 

Doddridge. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.      307,  308. 

307.     c.  m. 

The  Way  to  Zion. 

1  Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 

That  leads  to  Z ion's  hill ; 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  deep,  determined  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around, 

Your  pilgrimage  to  join ; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel, 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands, 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

4  So  shall  our  rising  offspring  learn 

To  love  their  fathers'  God, 
And  never  leave  the  happy  way 
Their  youthful  feet  have  trod. 


Doddridge. 


308.     c.  m. 

Travellers  in  Life. 

1  Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing; 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  hath  raised, 

How  holy  and  how  plain  ! 
The  simplest  traveller  need  not  err, 
Nor  seek  the  track  in  vain. 

3  No  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 

Nor  lurking  serpent  wound ; 
But  pleasure,  safety,  peace  and  praise, 
Through  all  the  path  are  found. 

18* 


309.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

4  A  hand  divine  shall  guide  your  feet 

Along  the  blissful  road, 
Till,  on  the  sacred  mount  you  see 
The  glory  of  your  God. 

5  There,  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head, 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 

Doddridge. 

309.     c.  m. 

The  Christian  Pilgrimage. 

1  Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground  ; 

We  seek  that  promised  soil ; 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears  ; 
But  only  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise, 
And  sin  alone,  our  fears. 

3  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod  ; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore  ; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

4  Our  powers  are  oft  dissolved  away 

In  ecstacies  of  love  ; 
And  while  our  bodies  wander  here 
Our  souls  are  fixed  above. 

5  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 

Refining  as  we  run  ; 
And  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 

Barbauld. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    310,311. 

310.       C.    M. 

Wisdom's  Ways. 

1  O  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 

Instruction's  warning  voice ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  East  or  West  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  viewr 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame, 
And  honor,  bright  appears. 

4  She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  new  labors  rise 

So  her  rewards  increase ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

Scotch  Paraph. 

311.       C.  M. 

The  Way  of  the  Righteous  happy. 

1  My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

Are  ordered  by  thy  will  ; 
Though  they  should  fall  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion,  and  their  home  ; 
God  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 


312.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

3  For  them,  when  earthly  streams  are  low, 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow, 
And  raise  their  pleasures  high. 

4  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  seal  up  their  eyes  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day 
Spring  upward  in  the  skies. 

5  Beyond  the  heaven's  created  rounds 

Their  glorious  hopes  extend  ; 
Their  life  outlasts  the  narrow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

Watts. 

312.       L.  M. 

Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls — away  our  fears, 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'lis  a  straight  and  narrow  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint ; 

3  The  mighty  God  !  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young; 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply  ; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

W  cltt?» 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  313,314. 

313.     c.  m. 

The  Soldier  of  the  Cross. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  1 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  1 
And  shall  I  fear  to  plead  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  earn  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  1 

3  No  !  we  must  fight  if  we  would  reign  ; 

Increase  our  courage,  Lord  ! 
We'll  meet  the  toil,  and  bear  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

4  Through  all  the  warfare  of  our  life, 

We'll  tread  resistance  down  ; 
And  they  that  perish  in  the  strife 
Shall  wear  the  martyr's  crown. 

5  Then,  in  the  dawn  of  life  divine, 

When  all  the  dead  shall  rise, 
The  soldier  of  the  cross  shall  shine 
Victorious,  in  the  skies. 

Watts. 

314.     c.  m. 

The  Christian  Warrior. 

1  Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  way, 
Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
The  soldiers  of  an  injured  king 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 


315.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

2  There,  when  the  wars  of  life  are  past, 

And  all  their  powers  decay, 
Their  cold  remains,  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Their  service  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  their  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  their  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless  in  the  grave 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  ; 
O'er  nature's  ruins  it  shall  rise, 
To  reach  its  kindled  sky. 

5  Then  heaven's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays  ;, 
And  the  long  silent  dust  shall  wake 
In  strains  of  endless  praise. 

Kirke  While. 

315.    cm. 

The  Christian's  Life, 

1  A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won. 

To  new-commencing  strife — 
A  pilgrim's,  restless  as  the  sun, 
Is  like  the  Christian's  life. 

2  O  let  us  seek  the  heavenly  home 

Revealed  in  God's  own  word  ; 
The  land  where  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  warriors  sheathe  the  sword  : 

3  Where  never  more  shall  grief  or  death 

Disturb  the  Saviour's  reign, 
Nor  sin,  with  pestilential  breath* 
His  holy  realm  profane ; 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  316. 

4  Where  suns  and  moons  no  more  are  known, 

Nor  night's  alternate  sway, 
But  where  Jehovah's  radiant  throne 
Maintains  perpetual  day ; 

5  Where  they  who  meet  shall  never  part — 

Where  grace  completes  the  plan ; 
And  God,  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 

Gisborne, 


316.     c.  m. 

Divine  Blessings. 

1  Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 

With  rays  of  beauty,  shine  ; 

Oh  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 

And  all  their  round  be  thine. 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain  ; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin, 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent ; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

4  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 

Till  all  our  labors  cease  ; 
And  Heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 

Doddridge. 


317,318.  subjects  of  sermons. 
317.      L,  M. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Blessings. 

1  Eternal  Father  !  we  confess 

The  wonders  of  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  from  above. 
To  warm  our  hearts  with  holier  love. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  : 
Thy  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
The  source  whence  all  our  blessings  How. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  woik  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Our  raging  passions  they  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  souls  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  : 
Thy  cheering  word  revives  our  joys  : 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 


Watts. 


318.     s.  m. 

Human  Ingratitude. 

1  Is  this  the  kind  return, 

And  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ; 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ] 

2  To  what  a  hardened  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind  ; 
What  erring,  guilty  children  we, 
And  God  !  how  wondrous  kind  ! 

3  On  us  he  bids  the  sun 

Pour  his  reviving  rays  ; 
For  us  the  heavens  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  519. 

4  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God  ! 
And  form  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Oh  take  away  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh : 

,5  Then  past  ingratitude 

Shall  fill  our  weeping  eyes. 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 

Shall  hourly  thanks  arise. 

Watts. 

319.       L.  M.  61. 

Imploring  Protection  through  Life. 

1  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  and  its  cares, 
O  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine, 
And  let  thy  holy  will  be  mine. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  weary  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  O  Father,  while  I  rest ; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Father,  thy  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  praise. 

Christian  Psalmist. 
19 


320,  321.    SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS* 

320.       L.  M* 

Imploring  help  of  God. 

1  Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go  ; 
Teach  me  what  thou  would'st  have  rue  do  ; 
Show  me  my  weakness,  let  me  3ee 

I  have  my  power,  my  all  from  thee, 

2  Enrich  me  with  thy  heavenly  love  ; 
My  kind  protection  ever  prove  ; 
Thy  signet  place  upon  my  breast. 
And  let  thy  Spirit  on  me  rest. 

3  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray  ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey  ; 
From  each  unworthy  path  to  flee, 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

4  O,  may  1  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 
And  yield  my  own  desires  to  thine  ; 
Let  all  my  time,  and  all  my  ways, 
Be  spent  and  ended  in  thy  praise. 

Christian  PsaJmiaS. 

32\.     c.  m. 

Divine  aid  implored  through  Life. 

1  Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt 

Through  nature's  ample  round  ; 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  in  seas  and  skies. 
Thy  sacred  presence  found, 

2  Thy  sacred  influence,  Lord,  we  need, 

While  journeying  here  below  ; 
O,  cleanse  our  souls  from  every  sin, 
And  thy  salvation  show. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.   322,  323. 

3  Father  of  light !  thy  aid  impart 

To  guide  us  in  our  way  ; 
Thy  tiuth  shall  scatter  every  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 

We'll  do  and  bear  thy  will ; 
Thy  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  every  murmur  still. 

Salisbury  Coll. 

322.         8s  &  7s. 
Light  implored. 

1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,  and  all  thy  love  revealing, 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath. 
Thou,  the  heaven  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise ; 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  brightness  on  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thy  appearing, 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 
Visit  us  in  kind  compassion ; 

Every  burdened  heart  release  ; 
With  the  day-spring  of  salvation, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

Anonymous. 

323.  l.  m.     e  i. 

Prayer  for  Spiritual  Light. 

I  While  here,  as  wandering  sheep  we  stray, 
Teach  us,  O  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  way  ; 


324.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMON& 

Dispose  our  hearts,  with  saered  awey 
To  love  thy  word,  to  keep  thy  law  ; 
That,  by  thy  guiding  footsteps  led, 
Our  feet  the  paths  of  truth  may  tread. 

2  Great  Source  of  light  to  all  below  I 
Teach  us  thy  holy  will  to  know  ; 
Teach  us  to  read  thy  word  aright. 
And  make  it  our  supreme  delight. 
In  every  heart  let  wisdom  shine, 
And  give  us  purity  divine. 

3  Maker,  Instructer,  Judge  of  all  ! 

0  hear  us  when  on  thee  we  call ; 
Since  inward  truth  thy  laws  require, 
That  inward  truth,  O  Lord,  inspire  ; 
Preserve  us  in  thy  holy  ways, 

And  teach  our  hearts  to  speak  thy  praise. 

Merrick* 

4 

324.     l.  m.. 

Imploring  Strength  and  Safety* 

1  My  Gracious  God  !  whose  changeless  love 

To  me,  nor  time  nor  death  can  part ; 
When  shall  my  feet  forget  to  rove  1 

Ah  \  what  shall  fix  this  faithless  heart  1 

2  Cold,  weary,  languid,  heartless,  dead, 

To  thy  dread  courts  I  oft  repair ; 
By  conscience  dragged,  or  custom  led, 

1  come,  nor  know  that  God  is  there. 

3  O  God  I  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

To  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given  ; 
For  thou  my  only  treasure  art, 
My  life,  my  happiness,  my  heaven. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.       325,  326. 

4  Would  aught  with  thee  my  wishes  share, 
Though  dear^as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I  'd  tear, 
And  render  all  my  heart  to  thee. 

Chr.  Psalmist, 

325.  l.  m. 

Prayer  for  Mercy. 

1  My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
Hear  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad ; 
And  when  I  bow  beneath  thy  throne, 

0  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show 
The  path  in  which  my  feet  should  go  ; 
My  heart  is  faint,  and  dim  my  eye, 
Make  haste  to  help  before  I  die. 

3  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill ; 
Let  the  good  angel  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

4  There  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain 

Beneath  temptation's  heavy  chain  ; 

And  sin,  that  was  my  foe  before, 

Shall  never  try  my  spirit  more. 

Watts. 

326.  l.  m. 

For  Guardianship  and  Guidance. 

1  O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ; 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  longs  for  thee ; 
O  burst  these  bonds  and  set  it  free. 

19* 


327.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS'. 

2  If  in  the  wilderness  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

While  thou,  my  guardian  God,  art  near, 

8  When  my  heart  sinks  in  waves  of  woe, 
And  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
O  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 
To  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart ; 

4  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  grief,  and  toil,  and  sorrow  cease, 

And  all  be  calm,  and  joy  and  peace. 

Moravian. 

327.     c.  m. 

God  speaking  peace. 

1  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite, 

In  silence,  soft  and  sweet  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  softly  down. 
At  thy  great  sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard  ; 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  he,  the  everlasting  Lord, 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey  ; 

The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 

The  winds  and  waves  obey. 

4  O  may  that  voice  persuade  my  soul 

To  give  its  follies  o'er  ; 
And,  charmed  by  melody  divine, 
To  grieve  his  love  no  more, 

Doddridge. 


subjects  of  sermons.     328,  329. 

328.  l.  m. 

God  shining  into  the  Heart. 

1  Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
With  uncreated  glories  bright  ; 

JHis  presence  gilds  the  worlds  above, 
The  unchanging  source  of  light  and  love. 

2  Our  rising  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
When  in  substantial  darkness  veiled  ; 
"  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  said, 
And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  spread. 

3  He  sees  the  mind  when  low  it  lies 
In  shades  of  ignorance  and  vice  ; 
He  darts  from  heaven  a  vivid  ray, 
And  changes  midnight  into  day. 

4  Shine,  mighty  God  !  with  vigor  shine 
In  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
Till,  waking  in  the  heavenly  day, 

Thy  radiant  image  it  display. 

Doddridge. 

329.  l.  it. 

God  tries  our  Ways. 

1  Thy  piercing  eye,  O  God,  surveys 
The  various  windings  of  our  ways  : 
Teach  us  their  tendencies  to  know, 
And  judge  the  paths  in  which  we  go. 

2  How  wild,  how  wayward  have  they  been  ; 
How  far  within  the  bounds  of  sin  : 

With  all  the  light  we  vainly  boast, 
Without  thy  guidance  we  are  lost. 

3  How  much  we  need  thy  heavenly  aid ; 
How  far  our  wandering  feet  have  strayed  : 
Oh,  may  we  never  search  in  vain, 

But  find  the  narrow  path  again. 


330,  331.       SUBJECTS    OF    SERMONS. 

4  Shine,  and  that  path  of  life  reveal  ; 
Conduct  us  to  thy  heavenly  hill ; 
No  longer  from  thee  let  us  roam, 

But  bring  the  weary  wanderers  home. 

Doddridge. 

330.     c.  m. 

The  Divine  Presence. 

1  To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known  ; 

My  soul  enjoys  the  thought : 

My  actions  are  before  thy  face, 

Nor  are  my  thoughts  forgot. 

2  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercies  shall  approve  ; 
And  every  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  every  care  of  love. 

3  Each  secret  wish  devotion  breathes 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

4  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass,. 

And  in  thy  view  I  die  ; 
And  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  meet  my  God  on  high. 

Doddridge. 

331.       L.  M. 

Divine  Instruction. 

1  Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays  ; 
Father  of  spirits  and  of  grace, 


SUBJECTS    OF    SERMONS.  332. 

Send  down,  with  energy  unknown, 
Celestial  beamings  from  thy  throne. 

2  Thy  sacred  book  would  we  survey, 
Enlightened  with  that  heavenly  day  ; 
And  read  the  lessons  of  thy  word, 
To  teach  our  souls  to  know  the  Lord. 

3  So  shall  our  children  learn  the  road 
That  leads  them  to  their  fathers'  God  ; 
And,  formed  by  lessons  so  divine, 

Shall  infant  minds  with  knowledge  shine. 

4  Thus  shall  the  haughtiest  souls  submit, 
Till  all  are  humbled  at  thy  feet ; 

The  noisy  swell  of  pride  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  everlasting  peace. 

Doddridge. 

332.     7s. 

Psalm  42d. 

1  As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see  : 
When,  O  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 

2  For  in  happier  times,  I  went 
Where  the  multitude  frequent : 
I,  with  them,  was  wont  to  bring 
Homage  to  thy  courts,  my  King  ; 
I,  with  them,  was  wont  to  raise 
Festal  hymns  on  holy  days. 

3  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  : 


333,  334.      subjects  of  sermons. 

Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head  ; 
And  his  countenance  benign, 

Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

Montgomery. 

333.     l.  m. 

Divine  Support. 

1  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry  ; 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

2  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

3  My  heart  is  fixed  ;    my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, — 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

4  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
Though  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

Watts. 

334.     c.  m. 

Divine  Presence  and  Support. 

1   And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
To  calm  our  rising  fear  ? 
And  dost  thou  call  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  forever  near  ? 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  335. 

2  Doth  that  right  hand  that  formed  the  earth, 

And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Reach  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  1 

3  And  can  a  heavenly  Father  feel 

For  children  weak  as  we  ? 
Thou  hearest  when  we  breathe  our  prayer, 
In  deep  distress  to  thee. 

4  On  this  support  my  soul  shall  lean, 

And  banish  every  care  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  is  bright, 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 

Doddridge. 

335.     c.  m. 

Comfort  in  Trouble. 

1  When  floods  of  grief  assail  the  mind, 

And  o'er  the  spirit  roll, 
Where  shall  the  mourner  comfort  find, 
To  calm  his  troubled  soul  1 

2  Lord,  thou  hast  said,  Seek  ye  my  face  ; 

And  shall  we  seek  in  vain  ] 
And  will  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  closed  when  we  complain? 

3  Oh  no!  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 

Will  always  hear  the  prayer, 
When  mourners  seek  their  Father's  face, 
To  breathe  their  sorrows  there. 

4  Thy  Spirit  heals  the  troubled  soul 

With  guilty  fears  oppressed  ; 
Thy  Spirit  makes  the  wounded  whole, 
And  gives  the  weary  rest. 

Christian  Psalmist. 


336,  331.    subjects  of  sermons. 
336.     c.  m. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  And  will  the  Majesty  of  heaven 

Accept  us  for  his  sheep  1 
And  with  a  shepherd's  tender  care 
His  wandering  children  keep  1 

2  And  will  he  spread  his  guardian  arm 

Round  our  defenceless  head  ] 
And  cause  us  gently  to  lie  down 
In  his  reviving  shade  ] 

3  And  will  he  lead  our  weary  souls 

To  that  delightful  scene, 
Where  rivers  of  salvation  run 
Through  pastures  ever  green  1 

4  Oh  how  can  tongues  of  feeble  clay 

Proclaim  such  love  divine  ] 
What  thanks  can  mortal  men  repay 
For  favors  vast  as  thine  1 

Doddridge. 

337.     c.  m. 

God  the  Salvation  of  his  People. 

1  How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 

Our  nattering  hopes  employ, 
And  mock  our  fond,  deluded  eyes, 
With  visionary  joy  1 

2  Why  from  the  mountains  and  the  hills 

Is  our  salvation  sought, 
While  our  eternal  Rock's  disowned, 
And  Israel's  God  forgot  1 

3  The  living  spring  neglected  flows 

Full  in  our  daily  view, 
Yet  we,  with  anxious,  fruitless  toil, 
Our  broken  cisterns  hew. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.      338,  339, 

4  These  fatal  errors,  gracious  God, 
With  gentle  pity  see  ; 
To  thee  our  roving  eyes  direct, 
And  fix  our  hearts  on  thee. 

Doddridge. 

338.  c  m. 

God  our  everlasting  Light. 

1  Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell  ! 

With  all  your  feeble  light ; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night ! 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed, 
My  soul,  which  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

3  Ye  stars,  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display, 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  blend 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes  ; 
No  more  the  noonday  sun  decline 
Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

Doddridge. 

339.  l.  m. 

God  the  Preserver  of  our  Lives. 

1  God  of  my  life  !  thy  constant  care 
With  blessings  crowns  each  opening  year ; 
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340.  SUBJECTS    OF    SERMONS. 

These  lives  so  frail  thy  love  prolongs, 
Be  this  the  burden  of  my  songs. 

2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since,  from  this  day,  the  changing  sun 
Through  his  last  yearly  course  has  run. 

3  We  yet  survive,  but  who  can  say, 

Or  through  the  year,  or  month,  or  day, 
He  shall  retain  his  vital  breath, 
Secure  from  all  the  shafts  of  death  ? 

4  We  hold  our  lives  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  worlds  unkown  ; 
To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign, 

Make  them  and  own  them  all  as  thine. 

Doddridge. 

340.     l.  m. 

The  better  part. 

1  Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  we  stand  ; 
Father  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light 

To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Oh,  may  this  roving,  treacherous  heart, 
Like  Mary,  choose  the  better  part, 
And  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  which  none  can  take  away. 

3  And  let  the  wildest  storms  arise, 

Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 
But  all  my  treasures  wTith  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Father,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  calmly  die  ; 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  341,  342. 

Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 

To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

Doddridge. 

341.  c.  m. 

Jacob's  Vow. 

1  O  God  of  Jacob,  by  whose  hand 

Thine  Israel  still  is  fed  ; 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led  ; 

2  To  thee  our  humble  vows  we  raise, 

To  thee  address  our  prayers  ; 
And  in  thy  kind  and  faithful  breast 
Deposit  all  our  cadres. 

3  If  thou,  through  each  perplexing  .patj^ 

'Wilt"be  our  constant  guide, 

If  thou  wilt  daily  bread  supply, 

And  raiment  wilt  provide  : 

4  If  thou  wilt  spread  thy  shield  around, 

Till  these  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace  ; 

5  To  thee,  as  to  our  covenant  God, 

We'll  our  whole  selves  resign  ; 
And  count,  that  not  our  lips  alone, 
But  all  our  lives  are  thine. 

Doddridge. 

342.  c.  m. 

The  Bands  of  Love. 
1   My  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine  ! 
How  soft,  and  yet  how  strong ! 
Thy  power,  and  truth,  and  love,  combine 
To  lead  our  souls  along. 


343.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

2  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thousand  sins 

Thy  mercy  takes  away  ; 
Thy  grace,  when  first  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 

3  Comfort  through  all  this  vale  of  tears 

In  rich  profusion  flows, 
And  glory,  through  unnumbered  years, 
Thy  sacred  word  bestows. 

4  Drawn  by  such  cords,  our  hearts  shall  move, 

Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet ; 
And,  captive  in  the  willing  chain, 
We  fall  before  thy  feet. 

Doddridge. 

^**»  **&**•  343.     c.  m.    /am^x/ 

The  acceptable  Offering. 

1  Wherewith  shall  we  approach  the  Lord, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  1 
Or  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
And  for  our  sins  atone  1 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  fragrant  clouds  ascend  1 
Will  these  our  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  our  God  our  friend  ? 

3  Let  no  such  hopes  our  souls  delude  ; 

Such  pompous  rites  are  vain  ; 
But  God  hath  shown  us  what  is  good, 
And  how  his  love  to  gain. 

4  To  men  their  rights  we  must  allow, 

And  proofs  of  kindness  give  ; 
To  God,  with  humble  reverence  bow, 
And  to  his  glory  live. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.      344,  345. 

5  Not  bended  knees  and  lifted  eyes, 
But  open  hearts  and  hands — 
These  are  the  daily  sacrifice 
The  God  of  heaven  demands. 

Browne. 

344.   7  s. 

The  accepted  Sacrifice. 

1  Lord  !   what  offering  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  1 
Hearts — the  pure,  unsullied  spring, 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow  : 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

In  the  melting  eye  expressed  : 
Sympathy — at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast : 

2  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Heal  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind, 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heavenly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind ; 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 

Love  to  thee  and  all  mankind. 

J.  Taylor. 

345.     c.  m. 

Secret   Devotion. 

1  Father  divine  !  thy  piercing  eye 

Looks  through  the  shades  of  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  O  may  that  piercing  eye  survey 

My  duteous  homage  paid 

With  every  early  morning  ray, 

And  every  evening  shade. 

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346,  347.     subjects  of  sermons. 

3  I'll  leave  behind  each  earthly  care  ; 

To  thee  my  soul  shall  soar, 
With  grateful  praise  and  fervent  prayer, 
Thy  goodness  to  adore. 

4  O  hear  us,  Father,  when  to  thee 

Our  secret  steps  return  ; 
And,  kindled  by  the  heavenly  fire, 
Let  fragrant  incense  burn. 

Doddridger 

346.  c.  m. 

The  Saint's  Rest. 

1  Lord  !   I  believe  a  rest  remains, 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest,  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone  ; 

2  A  rest,  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above  ; 
Where  sin,  and  fear,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love  : — 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Father,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart, 

All  unbelief  remove ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

Wesley's  Coll. 

347.  l.  m. 

Rest  to  the  weary  Soul. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
Your  Father's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  dreary  fears  away. 


SUBJECTS    OF  SERMONS.  348. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  heavy  load, 
Draw  near  to  his  divine  abode  ; 

Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes. 

3  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  but  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

O  Father,  let  thy  word  of  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove ; 
Its  influence  shed  in  every  breast, 
And  lead  us  to  eternal  rest. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


348.     c.  m. 


The  guiding  Star. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

With  mild  and  welcome  ray, 
The  Magians  to  the  lowly  shed 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But,  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light, 

Is  burning  in  his  word  ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  lead  us  to  the  Lord. 

3  O  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
And  bless  the  radiance  that  it  sheds 
O'er  all  thy  earthly  way. 

4  And  tread  the  straight  and  narrow  path 

While  light  and  grace  are  given : 
For  they  who  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 


349,  350.  subjects  of  sermons. 

349.  7S. 

Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1  Sons  of  men  !  behold  from  far, 
Hail  the  long  expected  star  ! 
Star  of  truth,  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guiding  weary  wanderers  right. 

2  Mild  it  shines  on  all  beneath, 
Piercing  through  the  shades  of  death  ; 
Scattering  error's  dreary  night, 
Kindling  darkness  into  light. 

3  Nations  all,  remote  and  near, 
Haste  to  see  your  Lord  appear  ; 
Haste,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare  ; 
Meet  him  manifested  there. 

4  There  behold  the  day-spring  rise, 
Pouring  light  on  mortal  eyes  ; 
See  it  chase  the  shades  away, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

Anonymous. 

350.  l.  m. 

The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  My  God  !  assist  me  while  I  raise 
An  anthem  of  harmonious  praise  ; 
My  heart  thy  wonders  shall  proclaim, 
And  spread  its  banner  in  thy  name. 

2  When  gloomy  shades  my  soul  o'erspread, 
"  Let  there  be  light,"  the  Almighty  said  ; 
And  Christ  our  Sun  his  beams  displays, 
And  scatters  round  celestial  rays. 

3  Our  souls  were  darkened  o'er  with  sin, 
And  lo  !  his  grace  hath  made  them  clean ; 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    351,  352. 

He  saves  us  now  from  every  foe, 
And  full  redemption  will  bestow. 

4  Ye  saints,  assist  our  grateful  tongue  ; 
Ye  angels,  warble  back  the  song  ; 
For  love  like  this  demands  the  praise 
Of  golden  harps  and  heavenly  days. 

Doddridge. 

351.  l.  m. 

The  healing  Stream. 

1  Great  Source  of  being  and  of  love  ! 
Thou  waterest  all  the  worlds  above  ; 
And  all  the  joys  that  mortals  know, 
From  thy  exhaustless  fountain  flow. 

2  The  sacred  fountain,  Lord,  is  found, 
That  springs  from  out  the  thirsty  ground  ; 
Through  desert  realms  its  fountains  play, 
And  scatter  blessings  all  the  way. 

3  To  the  dead  sea  its  waters  flow, 
And  carry  healing  where  they  go ; 
The  sea  and  shore  its  power  confess, 
And  all  the  sacred  fountain  bless. 

4  Flow,  wondrous  stream,  with  glory  crowned, 
Flow  on  to  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 

And  bear  us  on  thy  gentle  wave, 
To  him  who  all  thy  virtues  gave. 

Doddridge. 

352.  l.  m. 

The  living  Water. 

1   Our  Father !  Source  of  grace  divine  ! 
What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine  ; 


353.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

Oh,  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 
Before  our  spirits  droop  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
Midst  scorching  suns  and  burning  sands, 
Can  more  desire  the  falling  rain, 

Or  pant  the  cooling  stream  to  gain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing, 
Spring  up,  celestial  fountain,  spring  ! 
To  a  broad  river's  spreading  flow, 
And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 

4  The  fruits  and  flowers  of  paradise 
Around  the  winding  current  rise  ; 
And  near  that  stream  may  I  be  found, 
Long  as  I  tread  this  earthly  ground. 

Doddridge. 

353.     l.  m. 

One  thing  needful. 

1  Why  should  we  lavish  out  our  years 
Amidst  a  thousand  trifling  cares  1 
While,  in  this  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  1 

2  Why  should  we  chase  the  fleeting  wind, 
And  famish  an  immortal  mind  1 
While  angels  look  with  sorrow  down 
To  see  us  spurn  the  heavenly  crown. 

3  The  Eternal  God  calls  from  above, 
The  Saviour  pleads  his  dying  love, 
Awakened  conscience  gives  us  pain ; 
And  shall  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  1 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  354. 

4  Not  so  the  dying-  eye  shall  view 

The  pleasures  which  we  now  pursue ; 

Not  so  eternity  appear 

When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

5  Almighty  Power  !  thine  aid  impart 
To  fix  conviction  on  the  heart : 
Thy  power  unveils  the  blindest  eyes, 
And  makes  the  haughtiest  scorner  wise. 

Doddridge. 

354.     s.  m. 

The  Call  of  Wisdom. 

1  Hark  '  for  'tis  Wisdom's  voice 

That  breathes  a  gentle  sound  ; 
Listen,  ye  sons  of  earth  and  sin, 
And  gather  all  around. 

2  Ye  that  have  wandered  long 

In  sin's  destructive  ways, 
Return,  the  heavenly  charmer  cries, 
And  take  the  offered  grace. 

3  Your  spirits  are  but  weak, 

And  mortal  efforts  vain, 
To  strive  against  the  tempting  world, 

And  break  its  mighty  chain. 

4  My  Spirit  shall  pour  down 

Its  influence  from  above, 
To  arm  you  with  superior  strength, 
And  warm  your  hearts  with  love. 

5  Come,  while  the  offers  last, 

Ye  sinners,  and  be  wise  ; 
He  lives,  who  hears  the  friendly  call, 
While  he  who  slights  it,  dies. 

Doddridge. 


355,  356.  subjects  of  sermons. 

355.  l.  m. 

The  broad  Road. 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  'Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross,' 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  the  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 
This,  hypocrites  did  ne'er  attain, 
This,  false  apostates  never  knew. 

Watts. 

356.  l.  m. 

Heaven. 

1  When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past, 
And  death's  dark  shadow  falls  at  last, 
It  is  not  sleep — it  is  not  rest — 

•    'Tis  glory  opening  to  the  blest. 

2  Their  mighty  Master  bids  them  rise 
To  radiant  mansions  in  the  skies, 
Where  each  shall  wear  a  robe  of  light 
Like  his,  divinely  fair  and  bright. 

3  Angels  shall  now  unite  their  prayers 
With  those  of  spirits  blessed  as  theirs  ; 
And  light  shall  gild  their  heavenly  crown 
From  suns  that  never  more  go  down. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    357,  358. 

4  No  storms  shall  ride  the  troubled  air, 
No  sounds  of  passion  enter  there  ; 
But  all  be  peaceful  as  the  sigh 

Of  evening  gales  that  breathe  and  die. 

5  There,  parted  friends  again  shall  meet, 
In  union,  holy,  calm  and  sweet ; 

And  earthly  sorrow,  fear  and  pain, 
Shall  never  reach  their  hearts  again. 

357.  l.  m. 

Christian  Privileges. 

1  How  many  millions  draw  their  breath 
In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death, 
While  God  appoints  my  share  of  time 
Within  his  gospel's  favored  clime  ! 

2  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain  ] 
Shall  I  this  high  vocation  stain  1 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought ; 
Away,  eacli  sensual,  earthly  thought. 

3  My  soul  !  I  charge  thee  to  excel 
In  thinking  right  and  acting  well ; 
Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire  ; 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire. 

4  Strong  and  more  strong  thy  passions  rule, 

Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school ; 

Contending  still,  with  noble  strife, 

To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 

Scott. 

358.  l.  m. 

Christian  Friendship. 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one  1 
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359.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear, 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

4  Together  both  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  ; 
How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell, 
There 's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

4  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  Nature  droops  her  sickening  fire  ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy — because  of  love. 

Barbauld. 

359.     l.  m. 

Imploring  Mercy. 

1  O  turn,  great  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Turn  from  my  sins  thy  searching  eyes  ; 
Nor  let  the  offences  of  my  hand 
Within  thy  book  recorded  stand. 

2  Thy  suppliant's  voice  attentive  weigh  ; 
And  bid  thy  bright  and  heavenly  ray, 
With  healing  influence  on  me  rise, 

Ere  death's  dark  slumber  close  my  eyes. 

3  Shall  death's  long  silent  tongue,  O  say, 
The  records  of  thy  grace  display  ; 

Or  pale  corruption's  startled  ear 
Thy  voice  within  its  prison  hear  1 

4  O  let  thy  Spirit  to  my  heart 
Its  comfort  and  its  aid  impart ; 
My  mind  from  every  fear  release, 

And  sooth  my  troubled  thoughts  to  peace. 

Merrick. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.       360,  361 

360.     s.  m. 

Sins  forgiven. 

1  Oh  !  happy  souls  are  they, 

Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er  ; 
Divinely  blessed  !  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past ; 

They  keep  their  hearts  with  care ; 
They  live,  devoted  to  the  Power, 
That  saves  them  from  despair. 

3  When  we  concealed  our  guilt, 

We  felt  a  painful  wound  ; 

Till  we  confessed  our  sins  to  thee, 

And  free  forgiveness  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray  ; 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Their  help,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 


Watts. 


361.     c.  m. 

Mercy  to  the  Penitent. 

1  O  Thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat  ! 

Who  dost  our  cares  control, 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  peace 
Revive  the  fainting  soul ; 

2  Did  ever,  Lord,  thy  gracious  ear 

The  contrite  prayer  disdain  1 
Or  when  did  misery  humbly  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  1 

3  Oppressed  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolved 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  anxious  doubts, 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 


362,  363.  subjects  of  sermons. 

4  New  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace 
The  fainting  heart  receives  ; 

0  may  we  never  more  offend 

The  God  who  thus  forgives, 

Mrs.  Carter. 

362.     7s. 

Freedom  from  Error,  Folly,  and  Sin. 

1  Blest  Instructer,  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  7 
Save  from  error's  growth  the  mind  ; 
Leave  not,  Lord,  one  root  behind. 

2  Save  us  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  our  heart's  disguise  ; 
Let  our  hearts,  by  thee  renewed, 
Each  presumptuous  sin  exclude. 

3  Let  our  tongues,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee  ; 
To  thine  all-discerning  eyes, 

Let  our  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

4  While  we  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear  ; 
God,  our  strength,  propitious  hear. 

Merrick. 

363.     c.  m. 

Mercy  to  the  Afflicted. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 
We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  364. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  the  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Their  wildest  gales  ate  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face  ; 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar, 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 

And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  calm 

My  weary  soul  to  peace. 

Doddridge. 

364.     l.  m. 

Blessing  of  Affliction. 

1  Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  ; 

How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod, 
Which  forced  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God. 

2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray, 

Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord  ! 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 
But  now  I  love,  and  keep  thy  word. 

3  Great  is  thy  love,  and  large  thy  grace  ; 

The  mercy  promised  through  thy  Son, 
Which  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

4  Thv  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still  ; 

Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  holy  hill, 
My  God  !  my  most  exceeding  joy  ! 

YV  0.113. 

21* 


365,  $66.  subjects  of  sermons. 
365.     c.  m. 

Light  out  of  Darkness. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  on  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  full  of  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 


Cowper. 


366.     l.  m. 

The  Gospel  our  Light. 

1  When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 

A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 
And  lighten  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God  ; 

'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  shows  the  upward  path  to  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  spirit  with  delight, 

And  quickens  our  inactive  powers  ; 

It  leads  our  wandering  footsteps  right, 

Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    367,  368. 

4   O  may  it  be  our  cloud  by  day, 

Our  fire  amidst  the  evening  gloom ; 
And  light  and   lead  us  all  the  way 
In  which  we  travel  to  the  tomb. 

Beddome. 

367.  c.  m. 

Light  to  the  Soul. 

1  How  blest  thy  creature  is,  O  God, 

When,  with  a  single  eye, 
He  views  the  lustre  of  thy  word, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

2  Behold,  through  storms  that  veil  the  skies, 

And  frown  on  earthly  things, 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  arise, 
With  healing  in  his  wings. 

3  The  glorious  light  whose  golden  beams 

The  fruitful  year  control, 
Since  first  obedient  to  thy  word, 
His  orb  began  to  roll, 

4  Has  cheered  the  nations  with  the  joys 

His  radiant  beams  impart ; 

But,  Jesus,  'tis  thy  light  alone, 

Can  shine  upon  the  heart. 

Cowper. 

368.  c.  m. 

Scripture  Examples. 

1  Rise,  O  my  soul  !  pursue  the  path 
By  ancient  worthies  trod ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 


369.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  Confiding  in  thy  heavenly  strength, 

They  conquered  every  foe  ; 
To  thy  almighty  power  and  grace, 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given ; 

And  never  wander  from  the  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

Needham. 

369.     c.  m. 

The  Example  of  Jesus  and  his  Servants. 

1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above — how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below, 

Their  eyes  were  dim  with  tears  ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  would  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  asked  them  whence  their  victory  came  ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribed  their  triumph  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  burst  the  bands  of  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And  following  their  ascended  Lord, 
They  reached  the  promised  rest. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    370,371 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 
For  his  example  given  ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 

Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

Watts. 

370.     l.  m. 

Abiding  in  Christ. 

1  From  Christ,  my  Lord,  shall  I  depart, 
And  rase  his  image  from  my  heart? 
Forsake  the  beams  of  heavenly  day, 
And  follow  nature's  feeble  ray  ] 

2  Treasures  of  power,  and  grace  divine, 
United,  in  my  Saviour  shine  ; 

No  other  name  but  his  is  given, 
To  lead  us  to  the  joys  of  heaven. 

3  The  living  bread  his  hands  bestow ; 
The  living  waters  round  him  flow  ; 
And  shall  I  from  the  fountain  fly, 
And  in  the  parching  desert  die  % 

4  Forbid  it,  Author  of  my  frame  ; 

Great  God,  from  whom  my  spirit  came  ; 
Thy  Son  can  endless  life  bestow  ; 
To  whom  but  him,  then,  should  I  go  1 

Christian  Reformer. 

371.     s.  m. 

Follow  me. 

1   Children  of  God  !  arise, 
Awake,  and  understand ; 
The  world's  deluding  joys  despise, 
For  those  at  God's  right  hand. 


372.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMON &r 

2  There  is  your  happy  place, 

By  Jesus  Christ  prepared  -f 
Ye  sons  of  sorrow  and  of  grace, 
Receive  your  great  reward. 

3  If  heaven  shall  be  our  rest, 

And  God  unfolds  the  door, 
Our  anxious  souls  are  fully  blessed 
Our  hopes  can  ask  no  more. 

4  We'll  drink  the  bitter  eup, 

We'll  tread  the  thorny  road, 
If  we  may  safely  reach  at  last 
The  mansions  of  our  God* 


Dyer's  CoH 


372.     s.  m. 

Union  with  Christ. 


1  Our  Father  !  we  are  thine, 

By  everlasting  bands ; 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  would  resign, 
Our  souls  are  in  thine  hands. 

2  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  Christ  our  Head  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  his  image  bright, 
And  teach  his  path  to  tread. 

3  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  their  abodes  of  clay  ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  his  side, 
Through  all  the  dreary  way. 

4  Enough,  our  gracious  Lord, 

Let  Faith  triumphant  cry  ; 

Our  hearts  can  on  this  promise  live, 

And  on  this  promise  die. 

Doddridge 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    273,  274, 

373,     c*  Bt« 

The  waste  of  Years. 

1  Rem\rk,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year  ! 
How  soon  the  years  complete  their  rounds  ; 
How  short  the  months  appear. 

2  So  -fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When,  all  that  mortal  life  has  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey, 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swiftly  passing  year, 
And  study  methods  to  increase 
The  haste  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  trifling  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

Doddridge. 

374.     c.  m. 

Divine  Instruction. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 


375,  376.  subjects  of  sermon** 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light 

Which  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  nighf? 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  * 

How  pure  is  eveiy  page  I 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth. 
And  well  support  our  age. 

Watte* 

815.     c.  w. 

Gospel  Treasure  in  Earthen  Vessels. 

1  How  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings, 

Thy  favors,  how  divine  I 
The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  bring-. 
How  splendidly  they  shine  I 

2  Yet,  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grae 

Are  lodged  in  urns  of  clay  ; 
And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 
The  immortal  gifts  convey. 

3  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 

Yet  grace  the  victory  gives ; 
Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth,, 
Yet  still  the  gospel  lives. 

4  Such  wonders  power  divine  can  do, 

Such  trophies  God  can  raise  ; 
His  hand  from  dust  itself  can  form 
Long  monuments  of  praise. 

Doddridge. 

376.     l.  m. 

Retribution. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 

Shun  the  broad  road  which  sinners  tread  ; 


SUBJECTS    OF    SERMONS.  377. 

Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  hears  the  scoffer's  tongue  with  dread  ; 

2  Who  loves  to  spend  the-morning  light 

In  high  communion  with  the  Ljid, 
And  pass  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
In  pondering  o'er  his  holy  word. 

3  He,  like  the  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 
And  Heaven  will  shine,  with  kindest  beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  Not  so  the  thoughtless  and  profane  ! 

As  dust  before  the  tempest  flies, 
So  shall  their  flattering  hopes  be  vain, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

Watts. 

377.     l.  m. 

Danger  of  Ear.hly  Pleasures. 

1  I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away  ; 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind  ; 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  deep  despair  ; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 

The  streams  had  almost  borne  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace 

Which  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
Which  led  me  from  that  treacherous  place, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 
22 


378.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes  ; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove 

To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 

5  There  in  the  presence  of  my  God 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll  ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

Watts. 

378.     c.  m. 

Want  of  Improvement. 

1  Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord; 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word. 

2  Oft  1  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear,  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain. 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ; 

How  negligent  my  fear  ; 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above, 
How  few  affections  there. 

4  Great  God  !  thy  sovereign  power  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

5  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 

There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 

And  love  shall  never  die. 

Watt*. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.       379,  380. 

379.        8s  k  7s. 
Zion  the  City  of  God. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He,  whose  word  is  never  broken. 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  may'st  smile  at  ail  thy  foes. 

2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Will  their  burning  thirst  assuage  1 
Grace,  a  stream  which,  like  the  Giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

Olney  Hymns. 

380.     l.  m. 

The  Israel  of  God. 

1  Oh  Israel,  blest  beyond  compare  ! 
Unrivalled  all  thy  glories  are  ; 
Jehovah  deigns  to  fill  thy  throne, 
And  calls  thy  interests  all  his  own. 

2  He  is  thy  Saviour,  he  thy  Lord  ; 

His  shield  is  thine,  and  thine  his  sword  ; 
Review,  in  high  and  holy  thought, 
The  grand  redemption  he  has  wrought. 

3  From  Satan's  yoke  he  sets  thee  free, 
Opens  thy  passage  through  the  sea ; 
He  through  the  desert  is  thy  guide, 
And  Heaven  thy  Canaan  will  provide. 


381,382.    subjects  of  sermons, 

4  Not  Jacob's  sons  of  old  could  boast 
Such  favors  to  their  chosen  host ; 
Their  glories,  which  through  ages  shone, 
Are  but  dim  shadows  of  thine  own. 

Doddridge, 

381.     c.  m. 

The  Hope  of  Israel  forsaken. 

1  Great  Object  of  thine  Israel's  hope  I 

Its  Saviour  and  its  praise  ! 
Attend,  while  wTe  to  thee  devote 
The  remnant  of  our  days. 

2  O  thou  Eternal  Source  of  good, 

Whence  living  waters  flow  ; 
Let  not  our  thirsty,  erring  souls, 
To  broken  cisterns  go. 

3  How  wretched  they,  who  leave  the  Lord, 

And  from  his  word  withdraw ; 
Who  lose  the  Gospel  from  their  sight, 
And  break  his  holy  law. 

4  But,  Lord,  to  thee  my  heart  shall  turn, 

To  heal  it,  and  to  save  ; 
The  joys  that  from  thy  favor  flow 
Shall  long  outlast  the  grave. 

Doddridge. 

382.     l-  m. 

The  Holy  City  triumphant. 

1  Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  383. 

2  'Tis  he  restores  thy  honors  lost ; 
'Tis  he  disarms  the  angry  host ; 
Thy  foes  shall  never  more  invade, 
Nor  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread. 

3  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  various  charms  be  known  ; 
Reared  and  adorned  by  love  divine, 
Thy  towers  and  battlements  shall  shine. 

4  God  from  on  high  thy  sighs  will  hear, 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair ; 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

Doddridge. 

383.     l.  m. 

Security  of  the  Church. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Loud  though  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide  ; 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  Word, 

Then  all  our  raging  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

Watts. 
22* 


384,  385.  subjects  of  sermons* 
384.     s.  m. 

Honor  and  safety  of  the  Church. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  ! 

And  let  his  piaise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 
The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  A  refuge  in  distress, 

To  Zion  God  is  known  ; 
How  bright  through  all  her  palaces 
Hath  his  salvation  shone  ! 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair ; 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 

And  seek  deliverance  there. 

Watts. 

385.        8s  &  7s. 
The  future  Peace  and  Glory  of  the  Church. 

1   Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, — 

O,  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you. 
Thorns  of  heart-felt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  Salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  386. 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding", 

All  his  bounty  will  bestow. 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign  ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Never  hear  of  war  again. 

3  Ye,  no  more  the  sun  descending, 

Nor  the  waning  moon,  shall  see  ; 
But  your  griefs,  forever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light. 

Cowper. 

386.     c.  m. 

Value  of  the  Knowledge  of  God. 

1  Shine  forth,  Eternal  Source  of  light ! 

Make  thy  perfections  known  ; 
Fill  our  enlarged,  adoring  sight, 
With  glories  all  thine  own. 

2  Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays, 

The  brightest  creatures  boast ; 
And  all  their  grandeur  and  their  praise 
Are,  in  thy  presence,  lost. 

3  To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill : 
True  wisdom  is  to  learn  his  name, 
True  life,  to  do  his  will. 


387,  388.  subjects  of  sermons. 

4  For  this  may  we  unceasing  pray, 
This,  all  our  powers  pursue. 
Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Complete  the  glorious  view. 


Doddridge. 


387.  c.  m. 

Prayer  for  the  thoughtless. 

1  Indulgent  God,  with  pitying  eye 

The  sons  of  men  survey, 
And  see  how  thoughtless  sinners  sport 
In  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Ten  thousand  dangers  lurk  around 

To  bear  them  to  the  tomb  ; 
Each  in  an  hour  may  plunge  them  where 
Repentance  cannot  come. 

3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wandering  minds, 

Amused  with  airy  dreams, 
That  heavenly  wisdom  may  dispel 
Their  visionary  schemes. 

4  Guide  and  direct  them  by  thy  word, 

Their  dangerous  state  to  see, 
That  they  may  seek  and  find  the  path 
That  leads  to  heaven  and  Thee. 

Doddridge. 

388.  l.  m. 

The  Character  of  a  Christian. 

1  Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  1 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  ; 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean  ; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  389. 

Who  never  slanders  with  his  tongue, 
And  will  not  do  his  neighbor  wrong ; 

Who  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them ; 

Who,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 

Depends  upon  thy  grace  alone  : 

This  is  the  man  ttiy  face  shall  see, 

And  dwell  forever.  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watts. 

389.     l.  m. 

The  Humble  accepted. 

1  Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
*  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 

My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below  ; 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too ; 
The  humble  spirit,  and-contrite, 

Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive  ; 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

4  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 

Immortal  wealth,  and  heavenly  gain  ; 

Eternal  life  is  his  reward, 

Life,  and  the  favor  of  the  Lord.5 

Watts. 


390,  391.      SUBJECTS    OF  SERMONS. 

390.  c.  m. 

Man  accountable. 

1  The  time  draws  near  when  every  soul 

Its  last  account  shall  give  ; 
When  its  whole  life  shall  be  surveyed 
By  him  who  bade  it  live. 

2  How  many  talents,  O  my  God, 

Hast  thou  bestowed  on  me  ; 
And  yet  how  few  can  there  be  found 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

3  My  health,  my  time,  my  worldly  store, 

And  thy  more  precious  word, 
Thy  talents  are,  for  which  I  must 
Account  to  thee,  my  Lord. 

4  Much  of  my  time,  alas,  is  lost, 

And  much  have  I  misspent  : 
How  careless  of  my  grand  concern, 
On  trifles  how  intent. 

5  O  may  the  slothful  servant's  doom 

My  earnest  care  excite  ; 
Each  talent  may  I  well  improve, 
And  in  thy  word  delight. 

Exeter  Coll. 

391.  c.  m. 

Salvation. 

1  Salvation  !  oh  melodious  sound 

To  wretched,  dying  men  ; 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again. 

2  But  oh,  may  a  degenerate  soul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Presume  to  lift  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine  ? 


SUBJECTS  OF  sermons.     392,  393. 

3  In  thinking  on  so  bright  a  bliss, 

My  hopes  give  way  to  fears  ; 
And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  tears. 

4  My  gracious  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

My  dying  hopes  can  raise  ; 

Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 

And  turn  its  tears  to  praise. 

Doddridge. 

392.  c.  m. 

He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart. 

1  When  'reft  of  all,  and  hopeless  care 

Would  sink  us  to  the  tomb, 
What  power  shall  save  us  from  despair, 
What  dissipate  the  gloom  ] 

2  No  balm  that  earthly  plants  distil 

Can  soothe  the  mourner's  sn  art ; 
No  mortal  hand,  with  lenient  skill, 
Bind  up  the  broken  heart. 

3  But  One  alone,  who  reigns  above, 

Our  woe  to  joy  can  turn, 
And  light  the  lamp  of  life  and  love 
That  long  has  ceased  to  burn. 

4  Then,  O  my  soul  !  to  that  One  flee, 

To  God  thy  woes  reveal  -$ 
His  eye  alone  thy  wounds  can  see, 
His  power  alone  can  heal. 

Drummond. 

393.  l.  m. 

Afflictions  sanctified  by  the  "Word. 

1  O  how  I  love  thy  holy  word, 
Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord  ! 
It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way  ; 
I  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 


394.  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

2  Long  unafflicted,  undismayed, 

In  pleasure's  path  secure  I  strayed; 
Thou  mad'st  me  feel  the  chastening  rod, 
And  straight  I  turned  me  to  my  God. 

3  What  though  it  pierced  my  fainting  heart ; 
I  blessed  the  hand  that  caused  the  smart ; 
It  taught  my  tears  awhile  to  flow, 

But  saved  me  from  severer  woe. 

4  I  love  thee,  therefore,  O  my  God, 
And  breathe  towards  thy  dear  abode, 
Where  all  thy  saints  forever  rest, 

In  thine  own  presence  fully  blest. 

Cowper. 

394.    c.  m. 

Beholding  the  Face  in  a  Glass. 

1  Behold  the  glass  the  Gospel  lends, 

That  men  their  hearts  may  view  ; 
How  free  from  stain  its  surface  is  ; 
How  polished  and  how  true  ! 

2  Behold  that  wise,  that  perfect  law, 

Which  noblest  freedom  gives  ; 
O  may  it  all  our  souls  refine, 
And  sanctify  our  lives. 

3  Not  with  a  transient  glance  surveyed, 

And  in  an  hour  forgot ; 
But  deep  inscribed  on  every  heart, 
To  reign  o'er  every  thought. 

4  Great  Author  of  each  perfect  gift, 

Thy  sovereign  grace  display, 
That  these  rebellious,  roving  hearts, 
May  hearken  and  obey. 

Doddridge. 


subjects  of  sermons.  395,  396. 
395.     l.  m. 

Sowing  in  Tears  to  reap  in  Joy. 

1  The  darkened  sky — how  thick  it  lowers, 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  black  with  showers  ; 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

But  Nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet,  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive  ; 
God  bids  the  soul  that  seeks  him  live ; 
And  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

3  The  seeds  of  happiness  unknown 
Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown  : 

See  the  green  blades,  how  quick  they  rise, 
And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes. 

4  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 

And  Heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

5  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come 
And  bind  his  sheaves,  and  bear  them  home  : 
The  voice  long  faint  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 

Doddridge. 

396.     h.  m. 

Thanks  be  to  God  who  giveth  us  the  Victory. 

1   Thanks  be  to  God,  the  Lord, 
The  victory  is  ours ; 
And  hell  is  overcome 

By  Christ's  triumphant  powers  ! 


The  monster  sin 
In  chains  is  bound, 
23 


And  death  has  felt 
His  mortal  wound. 


397. 


SUBJECTS    OF    SERMONS. 


2  Oppressed  with  guilt  and  woe, 
In  darkness  long  we  lay, 
Till  Christ  on  earth  appeared — 
Then  all  was  bounuless  day  : 


With  terror  struck, 
The  host  of  night 


Fled  in  despair, 
To  shun  the  light. 

3  Now,  o'er  the  vanquished  tomb, 
Behold  his  trophy  blaze  ; 
The  banner  of  the  cross, 

That  pours  its  streaming  rays, 


And  upwards  guide 
Our  steps  to  God. 


To  mark  the  path 
Which  Jesus  trod, 

4  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  Lord ; 
The  victory  is  won  ; 
And  up  the  path  to  heaven 
Our  march  is  now  begun. 


The  hymn  of  joy 
Exulting  raise, 


And  shout  aloud 
The  Saviour's  praise. 
Drummond. 


397.     c.  m. 

Blessings  in  Past  Ages. 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  performed  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known — 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
To  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.    398,  399. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone, 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 

That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 

But  practise  his  commands. 

r  Watts. 

398.     c.  m. 

Prevailing  bad  Example. 

1  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  growing  crimes  appear, 
We  view  the  deluge  rising  round, 
With  sorrow  and  with  fear. 

2  Yet,  when  its  waves  most  fiercely  beat. 

And  spread  destruction  wide, 
Thy  Spirit  can  a  barrier  raise 
To  stem  the  rising  tide. 

3  May  thy  resistless  arm  aw^ake, 

Thy  sacred  cause  to  plead  ; 
And  let  the  multitude  confess 
That  thou  art  God  indeed. 

4  Our  faint  and  feeble  souls  support ; 

Thy  saving  power  display  ; 
And  multitudes  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  lead  us  from  thy  way. 

Doddridge. 

399.     us. 

Prepare  ye  the  Way  of  the  Lord. 

1  A  voice  from  the  desert  comes,  awful  and  shrill ! 

The  Lord  is  advancing,  prepare  ye  the  way ; 
The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 

And  o'er  the  dark  world  pour  the  splendor  of  day. 

2  Bring  down  the  proud  mountain,  though  towering 

to  heaven, 
And  be  the  low  valley  exalted  on  high  ; 


400,  401.    SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

The  rough  path  and  crooked  be  made  straight  and 
even ; 
For,  Zion,  your  King,  your  Redeemer  is  nigh  ! 

3  The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume  ; 

The  lone  dreary  wilderness  sings  of  her  God  ; 
The  rose  and  the  myrtle  there  suddenly  bloom, 
And  the  olive  of  peace  throws  its  branches  abroad. 

Drummond. 

400,       L.  M. 

Man  frail  and  unworthy. 

1  Shall  the  frail  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  man  presume  to  be 
More  holy,  wise,  and  just,  than  he  ] 

2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  the  throne  ; 
And  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Which  spring  from  dust  and  dwell  in  clay. 

3  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight : 
Touched  by  the  finger  of  thy  power, 
We  faint  and  vanish  every  hour. 

4  Almighty  Power  !  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we,  how  glorious  thou  ! 
Which  of  the  sons  of  men  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare  1 


Watts. 


401.     c.  m. 

Influences  of  the  Spirit  implored. 

Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift, 
Behold  thy  servants  wait ; 

With  longing  eyes  and  lifted  hands 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS.  402. 

2  Oh,  shed  abroad  that  gift  divine, 

Thy  Spirit  from  above  ; 
And  bless  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  With  early  flight  may  it  descend, 

And  solid  comfort  bring  ; 
And  o'er  our  languid  souls  extend 
Its  all-reviving  wing. 

4  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy, 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven  ; 

And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 

Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

Doddridge. 

402.     s.  m. 

The  excellency  of  the  Righteous. 

1  How  glorious,  Lord,  art  thou  ! 

How  bright  thy  splendors  shine  ! 
Thy  rays  reflected  gild  thy  saints 
With  radiance  all  divine. 

2  With  lowliness  and  love 

Wisdom  and  courage  meet ; 
The  grateful  heart,  the  cheerful  eye, 
How  reverend  and  how  sweet ! 

3  In  beauties  such  as  these 

Thy  children  now  are  drest  ; 
But  brighter  habits  shall  they  wear 
In  mansions  of  the  blest. 

4  In  nature's  barren  soil 

WTho  could  such  glories  raise  1 
We  own,  O  God,  the  work  is  thine, 
And  thine  be  all  the  praise. 

Doddridge. 
23* 


403,  404.    subjects  of  sermons. 
403.     c.  m. 

The  Just,  the  Portion  of  God. 

1  Sovereign  of  nature,  all  is  thine  ; 

The  air,  the  earth,  the  sea  ; 
By  thee  the  orbs  celestial  shine, 
And  angels  live  by  thee. 

2  Rich  in  thine  own  celestial  store, 

Thou  calPst  forth  worlds  at  will ; 
Ten  thousand  and  ten  thousand  more 
Would  hear  thy  summons  still. 

3  What  treasure  then  wilt  thou  confess, 

And  thy  own  portion  call  1 
What  by  peculiar  right  possess, 
When  thou  art  Lord  of  all  ] 

4  Thy  children  thou  wilt  stoop  to  claim, 

And  mark  them  out  for  thine  ; 
Ten  thousand  praises  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine. 


Doddridge. 


404.     c.  m. 

Before  or  after  Sermon. 

1  Almighty  God  !  thy  word  is  cast 

Like  seed  into  the  ground  ; 
Now  let  the  dews  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  foes  of  Christ  and  man 

The  sacred  seed  remove  ; 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bear  the  fruits  of  love. 


SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  annoy  ; 
But  may  it  bear  a  hundred-fold 

Of  virtue,  peace,  and  joy. 

O  may  thy  word,  so  kindly  sent 

To  save  us,  by  thy  Son, 
Return  to  thee  with  joy,  and  tell 

Of  all  our  duties  done. 

Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow  ; 
That  all  whose  hearts  receive  the  truth, 

Its  saving  power  may  know. 

Christian  Psalmist. 


THE  COMMUNION,  AND  THE  DEATH  OF  CHRIST. 


405.       L.  M. 

Institution  of  the  Supper. 

1  'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  awful  night, 

When  all  the  powers  of  darkness  rose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  peace  he  spake  ! 

3  '  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin  : 

Receive,  and  eat, — 'tis  living  food  ;' 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine  i — 
1  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  In  memory,  of  your  dying  Lord, 

Do  this,'  he  said,  '  till  time  shall  end  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Friend.' 

Watts. 

406.     l.  m. 

The  Memorial  Service. 

1  Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  earthly  objects  court  our  eyes, 

To  thrust  the  Saviour  from  our  thought. 


THE    COMMUNION. 


407. 


2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

How  weak  our  faith  and  hope  may  prove  ; 
And  to  refresh  our  minds  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  love. 

3  Be  sinful  pleasures  all  forgot ; 

Let  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 

Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

Watts. 

407.     c.  m. 

This  do  in  remembrance  of  me. 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  gracious  Lord  ; 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  my  eyes, 

And  there  thy  anguish  see, 
O,  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee  : 

4  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath  of  life  remains, 

Will  I  remember  thee. 

Montgomery. 


408,  409.       the  communion. 
408,     l.  m. 

Take ;  eat. 

1  Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of    your  friend  ; 

Such  was  our  Master's  last  request, 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured, 
That  we  might  live  forever  blessed. 

2  Yes,  we'll  record  thy  matchless  love, 

Thou  kindest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends; 
Thy  dying  love,  the  nobiest  praise 
Our  hearts  can  offer  thee,  transcends. 

3  'Tis  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give 

Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see : 

Thy  table  food  celestial  yields 

To  those  who  give  their  hearts  to  thee. 

Dublin  Coll. 

409.     l.  m. 

Christ  the  Shepherd  of  the  Sheep. 

1  O  may  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 
His  little  flock  in  safety  keep  ; 

The  flock  for  which  he  came  from  heaven, 
The  flock  for  which  his  life  was  given. 

2  O  hide  them  from  the  sultry  beam, 
And  lead  them  near  the  living  stream  ; 
In  fertile  pastures  let  them  lie, 

And  watch  them  with  a  shepherd's  eye. 

3  O  may  thy  sheep  discern  thy  voice, 
And  in  its  sacred  sound  rejoice  ; 
From  strangers  may  they  ever  flee, 

And  know  no  other  guide  but  thee. 

Maclae's  Coll. 


THE  COMMUNION.  410,411. 

410.       7s.  61. 

Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  him  one  painful  hour  ; 
Turn  not  from  his  grief  away  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Calvary's  dreary  mountain  climb  ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  ; 
It  is  finished,  hear  him  cry ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

3  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom  ! 

Who  hath  taken  him  away  ] 

Christ  is  risen  from  human  eyes ; 

Saviour !  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

Montgomery. 

411.       L.    M. 

Christ  forsaken  by  the  Disciples. 

1  Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight  ! 

His  smiles,  how  sweet !  his  rays,  how  bright  ! 
A  friend  of  tenderness  unknown, 
To  the  last  breath  he  loved  his  own. 

2  But  lo,  his  friends,  his  brethren  dear, 
Fly  when  they  see  the  danger  near ; 
And  not  one  generous  heart  remains, 
To  shield  his  life  or  share  his  pains. 


412,  413.  THE  COMMUNION. 

3  So  frail  is  man  ;  so  frail  are  we 
When  unsustained,  O  God,  by  thee  ; 
So  fails  our  faith,  so  sinks  'our  love, 
So  poor  our  strong  professions  prove. 

4  O  ma)?-  thy  Son  thy  power  impart, 
And  bind  in  cords  of  love  my  heart  ; 
The  wanderer  then  no  more  shall  flee, 
But  keep  through  death  his  hold  on  thee. 

Doddridge. 

412.  L.  M. 

Thy  will  be  done. 

1  *  Father  divine  !'  the  Saviour  cried, 

While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
'  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away  !' 

2  '  But  if  these  sorrows  must  be  borne, 

Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 
I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 

And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done.' 

3  Resigned  as  his  our  souls  would  be, 

With  feelings  all  subdued  to  thee  ; 
Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 

Would  say,  (  thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done.' 

Doddridge. 

413.  L.  M. 

'Tis  finished. 

1  '  'Tis  finished  !'  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died. 
c  'Tis  finished  !'  yes  ;  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 


THE    COMMUNION. 


414. 


2  "Tis  finished  !'  all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old  ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  *  Tis  finished  !'  Son  of  God  !  thy  power 

Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour  ; 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 

That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

J.  Stennett. 

414.     l.  m. 

Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or* two, 

For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  yon, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richest  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  glorious  Saviour  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 

4  The  Son  of  God  forsakes  the  tomb- 

Up  to  the  Father's  court  he  flies  ; 
Seraphic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  great  deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster,  death,  in  chains. 
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415,  416.        THE    COMMUNION. 

6  Say,  Live  forever,  wondrous  King  ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ; 
Then  ask  the  monster,  Where's  thy  sting, 

And  where  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ] 

Watts. 

415.  c.  m. 

The  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

In  air,  on  earth,  in  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  his  glories  high, 
And  speak  his  endless  praise. 

Watts. 

416.  c.  m. 

The  Cross. 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross  ! 

For  us  he  dies  in  woe  ; 
See  from  his  deep  and  bleeding  wounds 
The  streams  of  crimson  flow  ! 

2  Now  death's  pale  ensigns  o'er  his  face 

And  trembling  lips  are  spread  ! 
The  light  forsakes  his  closing  eyes, 
And  life  his  fainting  head. 


THE     COMMUNION.  417. 

3  '  'Tis  finished,'  was  his  latest  voice  ; 

Those  sacred  accents  o'er, 
He  bows  his  head,  gives  up  the  ghost, 
And  suffers  pain  no  more. 

4  'Tis  finished — the  Messiah  dies 

For  sins,  but  not  his  own  ; 
The  great  redemption  is  complete, 
And  death  is  overthrown  ! 

Christian  Psalmist. 

417.     cm. 

Love  strong  in  Death. 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  that  friends  are  nigh  ; 

2  O,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him,  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  death  and  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  he  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed  ; 
*  Meet,  and  remember  me.' 

4  Remember  thee  1  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  1 
O,  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his,  recorded  there. 

Noel. 


418,  419.  THE     COMMUNION. 

418.  c.  m. 

Christ's  Death  and  Exaltation. 

1  Ye  humble  souls  who  seek  the  Lord, 

Chase  all  your  fears  away, 
And  bow  with  transport  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  His  life  for  us  he  freely  gave  ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  I 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  A  moment  give  your  hearts  to  grief, 

And  mourn  your  Saviour  slain  ; 
Then  dry  your  tears  and  tune  your  songs, 
The  Saviour  lives  again  ! 

4  High  o'er  the  angel  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head, 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 

Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

Doddridge. 

419.  7s. 

The  dispensation  of  Love. 

1  Not  to  Sinai's  dreadful  blaze, 
But  to  Zion's  throne  of  grace, 
By  a  way  marked  out  with  blood, 
Sinners  now  approach  their  God. 

2  Not  to  hear  the  fiery  law, 
But  with  humble  joy  to  draw 
Water,  from  that  well  supplied 
Jesus  opened  when  he  died. 

3  Lord,  there  are  no  streams  but  thine 
Can  assuage  a  thirst  like  mine  ; 


THE    COMMUNION.  420,421 

'Tie  a  thirst  thyself  did  give, 

Let  me  therefore  drink  and  live. 

Olney  Hymns. 

420. 

The  Bread  from  Heaven. 

1  Here  have  we  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 

And  viewed  salvation  with  oar  eyes  ; 
Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word, 

The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

2  Thy  mercy  sent  thine  only  Son 

To  shed  his  blood  before  our  face  ; 
The  undefiled  and  Holy  One, 
To  die  for  man's  unworthy  race. 

3  He  is  the  bright,  the  morning  Star  ; 

He  stands  beside  his  Father's  throne, 
And  spreads  his  beams  through  earth  afar, 
And  down  to  ages  yet  unknown. 

Watts. 

421.     c.  m. 

Reconciliation. 

1  O  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love, 

May  strife  and  hatred  cease  ; 
May  every  heart  harmonious  move, 
And  every  thought  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  of  Him, 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master,  not  in  vain, 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  ; 
The  peace  thou  gavest  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 
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422,   423.  THE    COMMUNION. 

4  c  Thy  Kingdom  come  ;'  we  watch,  we  wan 
To  hear  thy  cheering  call, 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

E.  Taylor. 

422.       L.  M. 
The  wandering  Sheep. 

1  Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way  ; 
Like  sheep  we  all  have  gone  astray  : 
Our  pleasant  pastures  we  have  left, 

And  of  thy  guard  our  souls  bereft ; 

2  Exposed  to  want — exposed  to  harm — 
Far  from  our  gentle  Shepherd's  arm  ; 
Nor  will  these  fatal  wanderings  cease, 
Till  thou  reveal  the  paths  of  peace. 

3  Oh  seek  thy  thoughtless  servants,  Lord, 
Nor  let  us  quite  forget  thy  word ; 

Our  erring  souls  do  thou  restore, 

And  keep  us,  that  we  stray  no  more. 

Doddridge. 

423.     s.  m. 

Invitation  to  the  Supper. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 

And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  our  griefs ; 

He  pardons,  every  day  ; 
Almighty  to  protect  our  souls, 
And  wise  to  guide  our  way. 


THE    COMMUNION.  424. 


3  Jesus,  our  living  Head, 

How  great  his  bounties  are  ! 
Our  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  our  forerunner  there. 

4  Here  fix  our  roving  hearts, 
In  confidence  and  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 


424.     c.  m. 

Come  to  the  "Waters. 


Doddridge. 


1  The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 

And  blessings  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  endless  life, 

To  dying  men  are  given, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  ascended  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Shall  round  the  board  appear. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

No  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

Wesley's  Coll. 


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425,  426.  THE    COMMUNION. 

425.     h.  m. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  To  Thee  our  wants  are  known, 

From  thee  are  all  our  powers  ; 
Accept  what  is  thine  own, 

And  pardon  what  is  ours. 
Our  praises,  Lord,  and  prayers  receive, 
And  to  thy  word  a  blessing  give. 

2  O  grant  that  each  of  us 

Now  met  before  ihee  here, 
May  meet  together  thus, 

When  thou  and  thine  appear, 
And  follow  thee  to  heaven  our  home  ; 
Even  so,  Amen,  Lord  Jesus,  come. 

Olney  Hymns. 

426.     c.  m. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  How  are  thy  glories  here  displayed, 

Great  God  !  how  bright  they  shine, 
While  at  thy  word  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine. 

2  Here  the  stern  hand  of  Justice  shows 

Its  violated  laws ; 
Here  saving  Mercy  spreads  her  hands, 
Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

3  Here  waiting  Hope  impatient  stands 

With  heaven-directed  eyes  ; 
And  Sorrow  leans  with  downward  sight 
That  dares  not  seek  the  skies. 

4  Here  may  our  best  affections  glow, 

Our  raging  passions  die  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  be  all  delight, 

And  all  our  tears  be  dry. 

Watts. 


THE     COMMUNION.  427,  428. 

427.     s.  m. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  Jesus  invites  bis  friends 

To  meet  around  his  board, 
And  join  in  blest  communion  here 
With  him,  their  gracious  Lord. 

2  For  us  he  gave  his  life  ; 

For  us  he  gave  his  blood  ; 
To  save  from  sin  our  thankless  race, 
And  bring  them  back  to  God. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 

Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 
We  the  young  children  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  elder  Son. 

4  Let  all  our  souls  unite 

A  grateful  song  to  raise  ; 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 


Watts. 


428.     c.  m. 

The  Communion  of  the  Living  and  the  Dead. 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 


429,430.  THE     COMMUNION. 

4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide  ; 
Then,  when  thy  word  is  given, 
May  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide,. 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

C.  Wesley. 

429.  c.  m. 

Ye  are  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  We  bless  the  Eternal  Source  of  light, 

Who  made  the  stars  to  shine, 
And  through  this  dark  and  clouded  world 
Diffused  the  light  divine. 

2  We  bless  the  churches'  sovereign  King ; 

His  golden  lamps  they  are  ; 
Fixed  in  the  temples  of  his  love, 
To  shine  in  radiance  there. 

3  Long  be  their  purity  preserved, 

Long  fed  with  oil  their  flame  ; 
And  deep  in  every  heart  inscribed 
Their  Heavenly  Master's  name. 

Doddridge. 

430.  c.  m. 

The  Day  of  Account. 

1  The  day  approacheth,  O  my  souI> 

The  great,  decisive  day, 
Which  from  the  bounds  of  mortal  life 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2  Another  day  more  awful  dawns, 

And  lo  !  the  Judge  appears  ! 

Ye  heavens,  retire  before  his  face, 

And  sink,  ye  darkened  stars. 


^HE    COMMUNION.  431,  432. 

3  Yet  does  one  short,  preparing  hour, 

Of  precious  life  remain  ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

4  For  this,  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  throng ; 

For  this,  the  board  surround  ; 
There  may  our  service  be  approved, 
And  with  thy  presence  crowned. 

Doddridge. 

431.  7s. 

Christian  Farewell. 

1  Christians!  brethren!  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 

Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  him  who  reigns  in  heaven, 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ; 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 

O  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine  ! 

Kirke  White. 

432.  7s. 

Benediction. 

1  Now  may  he,  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 


THE    COMMUNION* 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight ; 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 

3  Let  us  now  the  Saviour  praise, 

Who  for  us  poured  out  his  blood  ; 
And  let  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Loud  thanksgivings  to  our  God. 

Olney  Hymr>s» 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 


435.        L.    M. 


A  Morning  Hymn. 

1  God  of  the  morning !  at  whose  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And,  robed  in  splendor,  doth  rejoice 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies  ; 

2  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfil 

The  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
With  steady  mind  and  active  will, 

March  on  and  keep  the  heavenly  way  : 

3  For  thy  commands  are  right  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 

Thy  Gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  bliss  ; 
May  every  wish  and  hope  beside, 

Be  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

Watts. 

434.     l.  m. 

Morning  Hymn. 
1   In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night ; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 
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435.  OCCASIONAL  HY3JNS* 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour; 

Once  more,  with  awe,   rejoice  to  be  ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee, 

3  O  guide  me  through  the  various  ways 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 

A  deeper  sleep  my  e}<es  oppress  ; 
Yet  then,  thy  strength  shall  still  defend^ 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  my  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day, 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

ILnvkesvvorth. 

435.     l.  m. 

Morning-  Hymn. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  oft  thy  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Thy  precious  time  misspent,  redeem  ; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve  thy  talents  with  due  care  ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  In  conversation  be  sincere  ; 

Keep  conscience  as  the  noontide  clear  ; 
Think  how  thy  secret  thoughts  and  ways 
God's  all-discerning  eye  surveys. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.        436,437. 

Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 

Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew  ; 

Guard   my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 

And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

Kenn. 

436.     l.  m. 

Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil,  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days : 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Watts. 

437.     l.  m. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light  : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That,  ere  I  sleep,  my  heart  may  be 

At  peace  with  man,  myself,  and  thee. 

3  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  my  eyelids  close  : 


438,  439.    occasional  hymns* 

May  rest  revive  my  weary  powers, 
To  serve  thee  in  my  waking  hours. 

4  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 


Kenn. 


438.       C.  M. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 

Like  holy  incense  rise ; 
Permit  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach   thee  in  the  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  is  still  my  guard  ; 
And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stands  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

My  daily  path  surround  ; 
But  oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  And  now,  my  soul,  the  closing  day 

Is  fading  on  thine  eyes  ; 
Once  more  the  evening  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 


Watts* 


439.     l.  m. 


Evening  Hymn. 

Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 

Slow  in  the  west  the  shadows  rise, 
And  swift  the  hours  are  passing  on, 

Till  night's  dark  curtain  veil  the  skies. 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.  440. 

2  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 

Swept  from  the  records  of  the  year  ; 
And  still,  with  every  setiing  sun, 
Life's  fading  visions  disappear. 

3  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 

But  soon  a  fairer  shall  arise  ; — 
A  day,  whose  never-clouded  sun 

Shall  pour  its  glories  through  the  skies. 

4  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ! 

In  solemn  silence  rest,  my  soul, 
And  bow  before  the  throne  of  Him 
Who  bids  the  morn  and  evening  roll. 

Collyex-. 

440.     7s. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Interval  of  grateful  shade, 
Welcome  to  my  weary  head ; 
Welcome,  slumber,  to  my  eyes, 
Tired  with  glittering  vanities. 

2  My  great  Master  still  allows 
Needful  periods  of  repose  ; 

By  my  Heavenly  Father  blest, 
Thus  I  give  my  powers  to  rest. 

3  Thou,  my  ever-bounteous  God, 
Crown'st  my  days  with  various  good  ; 
Thy  kind  eye,  which  cannot  sleep, 
My  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 

4  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Shall  I  be  of  death  afraid  1 
Sheltered  by  thy  mighty  arm, 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

25* 


441,  442.      OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

5  With  thy  heavenly  presence  blessed, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest ; 
Welcome,  sleep  or  death,  to  me  ; 
Still  secure — for  still  with  thee  ! 

Doddridge. 

441.       L.  M. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on  ; 

Thus  far,  his  power  prolongs  my  days ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  new  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I   perhaps  am   near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
And  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  So  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
Till  his  own  voice  shall  reach  the  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


Watts. 


442.     l.  m. 

Night. 
1  When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie, 

Still  courting  sleep  which  still  will  fly, 
Then  may  reflection's  brightest  power 
Illume  the  lonely  midnight  hour. 


m 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.  443. 

2  If  hushed  the  stream,  and  calm  the  tide. 
Soft  will  the  stream  of  memory  glide, 
And  all  the  past,  a  living'  train, 

In  sweet  remembrance  live  again. 

3  Perhaps  before  my  soul  appears 
The  faithful  friend  of  early  years, 
Who  taught  my  first  desires  to  rise, 
And  seek  their  treasure  in  the  skies. 

4  If  loud  the  wind,  the  tempest  high, 
If  darkness  wraps  the  sounding  sky, 
I  muse  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
And  sigh,  O  Lord,  to  come  to  thee. 

5  Tossed  on  the  deep  and  swelling  wave, 
O  mark  my  trembling  soul,  and  save  ; 
Conduct  me  through  the  angry  sea, 
To  find  my  rest  and  heaven  in  thee. 


Noel. 


443.     7S. 

Praise  by  Night. 

1  When  the  empress  of  the  night 
Spreads  around  her  silver  light, 
When  the  vivid  planets  stray, 
Through  their  wild  and  mystic  way  ; 

2  When  the  stars  unnumbered  roll 
Round  the  ever-constant  pole  ; 
Far  above  the  glowing  skies, 
All  my  soul  to  God  shall  rise. 

3  In  the  silence  of  the  night, 
Joining  with  those  seraphs  bright, 
Whose  harmonious  voices  raise 
Ceaseless  love,  and  ceaseless  praise  ; 


444.  OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

4  Through  the  throng  his  gentle  ear 
My  unworthy  praise  shall  hear, 
And  from  heaven  he  shall  impart 
Secret  comfort  to  my  heart. 

5  He,  in  those  serenest  hours, 
Guides  my  intellectual  powers  ; 
Lifting  all  my  thoughts  above, 
On  the  wings  of  faith  and  love. 

Doddridge. 

444.       7s.  61. 

For  Saturday  Evening. 

1  Safely  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek 

For  the  coming  Sabbath  day ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  besf, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies,  multiplied  each  hour 

Through  the  week,  our  songs  demand  ; 
We  are  guarded  by  thy  power, 

Fed  and  guided  by  thy  hand  ; 
From  our  worldly  care  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  night  with  thee. 

3  When  the  morning  sun  shall  rise, 

May  we  feel  thy  presence  near  ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes 

When  we  in  thy  house  appear ; 
Blest  may  all  our  Sabbaths  be, 
Till  at  last  we  rest  with  thee. 

Olney  Hymns. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.       445,  446. 

445.     7S. 

The  Sabbath  Hours. 

1  To  thy  temple  I  repair ; 
Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there  ; 
Abba !  Father  !  give  me  grace 
In  thy  courts  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue ; 
While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
God  of  love,  to  mine  attend. 

3  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  in  thy  name, 
While  I  hearken  to  thy  law, 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe. 

4  From  thy  house  when  I  return, 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn  ; 
And  at  evening  let  me  say, 

8 1  have  walked  with  God  to-day.' 

Montgomery. 

446.         8s  &  7s. 

Domestic  Worship. 

1  Peace  be  to  this  habitation  ; 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein  ; 
Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation, 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin  : 

2  Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Giver, 

Peace,  to  worldly  minds  unknown  ; 
Peace  divine  that  lasts  forever, 

Peace,  that  comes  from  God  alone  : 

3  Heavenly  Father,  still  be  near  us, 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us  ; 
Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come  ; 


447.  OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

4  Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation  ; 
Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 
In  the  realms  of  heaven  above. 

C.  Wesley. 


447.     c.  m. 

Private  Resolutions. 

1  Lo  !   I  am  come  with  joy  to  do 

My  blessed  Master's  will ; 
His  paths  of  truth  and  love  pursue, 
And  serve  his  pleasure  still ; 

2  Faithful  to  all  his  just  commands 

To  choose  the  better  part ; 
And  serve  with  Martha's  careful  hands, 
And  Mary's  fervent  heart. 

3  O  thou,  who  dost  in  tender  love 

My  every  burden  bear, 
Lift  up  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  fix  it  firmly  there. 

4  Far,  far  above  these  earthly  things, 

To  that  sublime  abode, 
Where  I  may  see  the  King  of  kings, 
And  freely  talk  with  God ; 

5  And  find  my  heaven  begun  below, 

And  here  thy  glory  see  ; 
Oh,  that  we  all  the  joy  might  know, 
Of  living  thus  to  thee. 

Wesley's  Coll. 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.       448,  449. 

448.     c.  m. 

Domestic  Affliction. 

1  O  God,  who  mad'st  the  earth  and  sky, 

The  darkness  and  the  day, 
Give  ear  to  this  thy  family, 
And  help  us  when  we  pray  ; 

2  For  wide  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar ; 
And  heavy  grows  the  pilot's  heart, 
To  view  the  rocky  shore. 

3  The  cross  our  Master  bore  for  us, 

For  him  we  all  should  bear  ; 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns, 
And  courage  to  despair. 

4  Have  mercy  on  our  failings,  Lord  ; 

Our  sinking  faith  renew  ! 

And  when  his  sorrows  visit  us, 

Oh,  send  his  patience  too. 


Heber. 


449.     c  m. 

Domestic  Affliction. 

1  When  Providence  to  try  my  heart 

Affliction  shall  prepare, 
To  God,  submissive  may  I  bend, 
And  keep  me  from  despair. 

2  Whate'er  he  orders  must  be  just ; 

Then  let  me  kiss  the  rod ; 
And  never  let  my  heart  distrust 
The  goodness  of  my  God. 


450.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

3  The  mind  to  which  I  owe  my  own, 

To  guide  this  mind  is  wise  ; 
And  he  to  whom  my  faults  are  known, 
The  fittest  to  chastise. 

4  Then,  till  life's  latest  sands  are  run, 

O  teach  me,  Power  divine, 
To  say,  '  My  Father's  will  be  done, 
Whate'er  becomes  of  mine.' 

West  Boston  Coll. 


450.     l.  m. 

Sickness  and  Recovery. 

1  Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
And  I  presumed  'twould  ne'er  be  night ; 
Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 
Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart. 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long ; 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comfort  died. 

3  But  I  would  lift  my  praises  high, 
To  him  who  bids  diseases  fly ; 

And  who  but  God  has  power  to  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  1 

4  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays, 

His  love  is  life,  and  length  of  days  ; 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 

The  morning  star  restores  the  joy. 

Watts. 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.    451,    452. 

451.     c.  m. 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  My  God  !  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed. 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ] 

2  The  arms  of  everlasting  Love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  in  pain. 

3  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour,  God, 

Did  I  my  soul  resign, 
In  firm  dependence  on  the  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

4  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave 

At  thy  command  I  come  ; 
Nor  would  I  urge  an  earlier  flight 
To  my  eternal  home. 

5  Where  thou  appointest  my  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be ; 
For  in  thy  presence,  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 

Doddridge, 

452.     c.  m. 

Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

1  When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
And  wait  to  pass  death's  awful  flood 
At  thy  divine  command  : 

2  Thou  Source  of  life  and  joy  supreme,, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 
26 


453.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

3  O  may  thy  gracious  presence,  Lord, 

Chase  anxious  fears  away  ; 
Amid  the  ruins  of  the  world, 
Our  guardian  and  our  stay. 

4  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand, 

Beneath  my  fainting  head, 
And  let  a  beam  of  light  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

Toplady. 

453.     c.  p.  m. 

The  Parent's  Prayer. 

1  Father  of  all  !  whose  sovereign  will 
Hath  called  thy  servant  to  fulfil 

The  parent's  tender  part ; 
With  gifts  and  graces  from  above, 
With  calmest  and  with  wisest  love, 

Inspire  my  erring  heart. 

2  O  may  I  every  moment  see 
The  end  for  which  alone  to  me 

Thou  hast  my  children  given ; 
A  blessed  instrument  divine 
Through  thee,  to  make  and  keep  them  thine, 

And  train  them  up  to  heaven. 

3  My  first  concern  their  souls  to  rear, 
And  teach  their  feet  with  holy  fear 

In  virtue's  paths  to  tread : 
Their  hunger  after  thee  excite, 
And  stir  them  up  with  all  their  might 

To  seek  their  living  bread.    . 

4  Assist  me  in  this  work  of  love, 
My  earnest  efforts  to  approve 

To  thy  all-seeing  eye ; 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.     454,  455. 

And  now  a  Father's  blessing  give, 

And  let  them  in  thy  service  live, 

Or  innocently  die. 

C.  Wesley. 

454.  c.  m. 

A  Child's  Prayer. 

1  O  God  of  yonder  starry  frame, 

How  should  a  thing  like  me 
Dare  to  pronounce  thy  holy  name, 
And  offer  praise  to  thee  1 

2  I  only  know  that  I  was  made 

Thy  purpose  to  fulfil ; 
And  that  I  gladly  would  be  good, 
And  do  my  Maker's  will. 

3  Direct  me  first  of  all  to  know 

What  Jesus  did  for  me  ; 
And  early  teach  my  heart  to  glow 
With  thankfulness  to  thee. 

4  And  O  when  all  my  life  is  done, 

And  dust  to  dust  declines, 
Take  me  to  heaven,  beyond  the  sun, 
Where  thine  own  glory  shines. 

Hogg. 

455.  c.  m. 

Child's  Hymn. 

1  How  long,  sometimes,  a  day  appears  ! 

And  weeks,  how  long  are  they  ! 
Months  move  as  slow,  as  if  the  years 
Would  never  pass  away. 

2  But  even  years  are  passing  by, 

And  soon  must  all  be  gone  ; 
For,  day  by  day,  as  minutes  fly. 
Eternity  comes  on. 


456.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

3  Days,  months,  and  years  must  have  an  end  ; 

Eternity  has  none  ; 
'Twill  always  have  as  long  to  spend, 
As  when  it  first  begun. 

4  Great  God  !  although  I  cannot  tell 

How  such  a  thing  can  be, 
I  humbly  pray  that  I  may  dwell 
That  long,  long  time,  with  thee. 

456.     c.  m. 

The  Child's  Prayer. 

1  When  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray, 

As  I  am  taught  to  do, 
God  does  not  care  for  what  I  say, 
Unless  I  feel  it  too. 

2  Yet  foolish  thoughts  my  heart  beguile  ; 

And  when  I  pray  or  sing, 
I'm  often  thinking  all  the  while 
About  some  other  thing. 

3  Some  idle  play  or  childish  toy 

Can  call  my  thoughts  abroad  ; 
Though  it  should  be  my  greatest  joy 
To  love  and  seek  my  God. 

4  O,  let  me  never,  never  dare 

To  act  the  trifier's  part ; 
Or  think  that  God  will  hear  a  prayer 
That  comes  not  from  the  heart. 

5  But  if  I  make  his  ways  my  choice, 

As  holy  children  do, 
Then,  while  I  praise  him  with  my  voice, 
My  heart  will  love  him  too. 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.       457,  458. 

457.     c  m. 

The  Child's  Hymn. 

1  Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray, 

And  listen  to  my  prayer  ; 
Thou  nearest  all  the  words  I  say, 
For  thou  art  every  where. 

2  A  little  sparrow  cannot  fall, 

Unnoticed,  Lord,  by  thee  ; 
And  though  I  am  but  young  and  small, 
Thou  takest  care  of  me. 

3  Teach  me  to  do  the  thing  that's  right  ; 

When  I  do  wrong,  forgive ; 
And  make  it  my  sincere  delight 
To  serve  thee  while  I  live. 

4  Whatever  trouble  I  am  in, 

To  thee  for  help  I'll  call ; 
But  keep  me  more  than  all  from  sin, 
For  that  is  worse  than  all. 

458.     h.  m. 

God  our  Preserver  in  times  of  Distress. 

1  Upward  I  lift  my  eyes  ; 
From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 


His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 


God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ; 

2  Our  feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  he,  our  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  us  from  our  fears. 


Those  wakeful  eyes, 
Which  never  sleep, 
26* 


In  every  place 
Thy  children  keep. 


459.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Can  take  our  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 


He  is  our  sun, 
And  he  our  shade, 


Above  our  head, 
At  night  and  noon. 


4  Has  he  not  given  his  word 

To  save  our  souls  from  death  1 
And  we  can  trust  thee,  Lord, 
To  keep  our  mortal  breath  : 


We'll  go  and  come. 
Nor  fear  to  die, 


Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  us  home. 

Watts. 


459.     c.  m. 

Preservation  from  Disease. 

1  To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  :] 
The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide  to  fall 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep ; 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call, 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  No  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite  : 
He  shields  our  heads  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

5  He  guards  our  soul,  he  keeps  our  breath, 

Where  thickest  dangers  come  : 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.      460,  461 


Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 
Till  God  commands  thee  home  ! 


Watts, 


460,     7s. 

Funeral  Hymn. 

1  Spirit  !  leave  thy  house  of  clay  ! 

Lingering  dust,  resign  thy  breath  ! 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away  ! 

Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death  ! 

2  Prisoner,  long  detained  below, 

Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest, 
Parting  from  a  world  of  woe, 
Welcome  to  the  world  of  rest ! 

3  Ye  that  mourn  a  father's  loss, 

Ye  that  weep  a  friend  no  more, 
Call  to  mind  the  Christian  cross 

Which  your  friend,  your  father  bore. 

4  All  along  that  vale  of  tears 

Which  his  peaceful  footsteps  trod, 
Still  a  shining  path  appears, 

Where  the  mourner  walked  with  God ; 

5  Till  his  Master  from  above, 

When  the  promised  hour  was  come, 
Sent  the  chariot  of  his  love 

To  convey  the  wanderer  home. 

Montgomery. 

461.     c.  m. 

Blessed  are  the  Dead. 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ! 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 


462.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus  and  are  blessed  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

And  present  with  the  Lord, 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  lare^e  reward. 


Watts. 


462.     l.  m. 


Dirge. 


1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  thy  silent  dust. 

2  No  pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  its  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept :  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave  and  blessed  the 
bed ; 
Then  rest  in  peace,  departed  one, 

Till  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ' 

Attend,  O  grave,  his  sovereign  word  ! 
Restore  thy  trust ;  the  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  and  meet  the  Lord. 

"Watts. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.       463,  464. 

463.  l.  m. 

The  Death  of  an  Infant. 

1  Sure,  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest, 

When  infant  innocence  ascends, 
Some  angel,  brighter  than  the  rest, 
The  spotless  spirit's  flight  attends. 

2  That  inextinguishable  beam, 

With  dust  united  at  our  birth, 
Sheds  a  more  dim,  discolored  gleam, 
The  more  it  lingers  upon  earth. 

3  But  when  the  Lord  of  mortal  breath 

Decrees  his  bounty  to  resume, 
And  points  the  silent  shaft  of  death 
Which  speeds  an  infant  to  the  tomb ; 

4  No  passion  fierce,  no  low  desire, 

Has  quenched  the  radiance  of  the  flame  ; 
Back  to  its  God  the  living  fire 
Reverts,  unclouded  as  it  came. 

5  Then  at  the  Heavenly  Father's  hand, 

Nearest  the  throne  of  living  light, 
Behold  the  infant  seraph  stand, 

And  dazzling  shine  where  all  are  bright. 

Adams. 

464.  c.  m. 

Loss  of  Children. 

1   Ye  sons  of  sorrow,  though  your  tears 
Fall  for  your  children  dead, 
O,  say  not,  in  your  deep  despair^ 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled, 


465.  OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

2  While,  sadly  cleaving  to  the  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
Rise,  and  with  grateful  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  Father  nigh. 

3  Transient  and  vain  are  all   the  hopes 

A  rising  race  can  give ; 
In  endless  honor  and  delight 
His  children  ever  live. 

4  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see  ; 
We  bless  those  wounds,  which  through  ou 
hearts 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

Doddridge. 

465.     c.  m. 

Death  of  the  Young. 

1  When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  sorrow  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth — impressed 
With  awful  power — I  too  must  die, 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more  ; 

Behold  the  opening  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow,  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene, 

Let  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.       466,  467. 

466.     c.  m. 

Loss  of  the  Useful. 

1  Now  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive, 

And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drowned  in  grief 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  7 

2  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  Death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  1 
What  though  the  faithful  and  the  just 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead  1 

3  Though  all  the  faithful  sleep  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  mute  the  instructive  tongue  ; 

4  The  heavenly  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  the  heart. 

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.*»  •/£*•»    467.     l.  m.  J?'+*+^mui   T 

The  Wanderer's  Hymn. 

1  O  thou,  by  long  experience  tried, 
Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide ; 
My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 

I  pass  my  years  of  banishment. 

2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove 
To  souls  inspired  with  sacred  love  ; 
In  heaven,  on  earth,  or  in  the  sea, 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  with  thee. 

3  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
My  country  is  in  every  clime  ; 

I  can  be  calm,  and  free  from  care, 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 


468.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

4  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 

But  with  a  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

5  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were,  indeed,  a  dreadful  lot  ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

Madm'e  Guion. 

468.     c.  m. 

Returning  from  abroad. 

1  Let  songs  of  praise  from  all  below 

To  thee,  O  God,  ascend, 
Whose  bounties  unexhausted  flow, 
Whose  mercies  never  end. 

2  The  wandering  exile,  doomed  to  stray 

Through  many  a  desert  wide, 
Who  fearless  takes  his  lonely  way 
With  God  alone' to  ffiiide  : 

3  The  seaman  on  the  angry  sea, 

When  storms  in  thunder  lower, 

Whose  spirit  firmly  trusts  in  thee, — 

Thy  kindness  and  thy  power  ; 

4  The  stranger,  who  from  gathering  woes 

No  place  of  rest  can  see, 
But  still  hath,  courage  to  repose 
His  weary  heart  on  thee  ; 

5  All,  all  shall  join  to  bless  thy  name, 

Whose  heavenly  aid  they  prove ; 
For  all  enjoy,  and  all  proclaim 
Thy  boundless  power  and  love. 

New  Selection. 


occasional  hymns.     469,  470. 
469.     l.  m. 

For  a  Storm. 

1  In  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 

We  wait  the  visits  of  thy  grace  ; 
Our  souls'  desire  is  to  thy  name, 
We  come  with  awe  before  thy  face. 

2  Hark,  the  Eternal  rends  the  sky  ! 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes ; 
A  voice  of  music  to  his  friends, 

But  threatening  thunder  to  his  foes. 

3  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms, 

Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace ; 
Till  the  fierce  storm  be  over  blown, 
And  my  avenging  fury  cease. 

4  For  heavenly  peace  around  your  souls 

Its  soft  and  shadowy  wing  shall  spread  ; 
And  while  the  angry  thunder  rolls, 
Shall  shelter  Israel's  guarded  head. 

Watts. 

470.     c.  m. 

The  Blessing  of  Rain. 

1  'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ! 
The  sky  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  The  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  Spring. 

3  Seasons,  and  times,  and  months,  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  are  thine ; 
When  clouds  distil  their  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 
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471,  472.       OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

4  The  verdant  hills,  on  every  side, 

Invite  the  falling  showers ; 
The  meadows  dressed  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  in  blessings  still  ; 

Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year  ! 

Watts. 

471.       L.  M. 

Times  of  Scarcity. 

1  Should  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 

Extend  her  desolating  reign  ; 
Nor  Spring  her  blooming  bounties  yield, 
Nor  Autumn  swell  her  golden  grain  ; 

2  Should  lowing  herds  and  bleating  sheep 

Around  their  famished  owner  die  ; 
And  hope  itself  despairing  weep, 
While  life  deplores  its  last  supply  ; 

3  Amid  the  dark,  the  deathful  scene, 

If  I  can  say,  the  Lord  is  mine  ! 
The  joy  shall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
And  glory  dawn,  though  life  decline. 

4  The  God  of  my  salvation  lives  ; 

He  will  my  nobler  life  sustain  ; 
His  word  immortal  vigor  gives, 

Nor  shall  my  glorious  hopes  be  vain. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

472.     c.  m. 

Intemperance  reformed. 

1  Beneath  God's  terrors  doomed  to  groan, 
Behold  the  sensual  band 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.  473. 

The  fruits  of  folly  reap,  and  own 
The  justice  of  his  hand. 

2  Their  head  is  sick,  their  fainting  heart 

Each  joy  of  life  foregoes  ; 
And  life  itself,  worn  out  with  woe, 
Is  hastening  to  its  close. 

3  But  there  is  still  a  power  to  save, 

A  new  and  living  way  ; 
His  word  reproves  the  fierce  disease, 
And  death  resigns  its  prey. 

4  O  then  may  all  adore  his  name, 

Who  thus  his  mercy  prove  ; 
And  all,  from  age  to  age,  proclaim 

His  saving  power  and  love. 

Merrick. 

473.       L.  M.  61. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn.  ^ 

1  Lord  of  the  sea  !  thy  powerful  sway 
Old  Ocean's  wildest  waves  obey; 

The  gale  that  whistles  through  the  shrouds, 
The  storm  that  drives  the  frighted  clouds — 
Soon  as  thy  whisper  orders  peace, 
How  soon  their  angry  thunders  cease  ! 

2  Lord  of  the  sea  !  the  silent  hour, 

The  deep  still  calm,  confess  thy  power  ; 
The  sun  that  pours  his  welcome  light, 
The  moon  that  makes  the  dark  scene  bright, 
The  guiding  star — the  favoring  wind, 
Display  the  kind  and  Sovereign  Mind. 


474.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

3  Lord  of  the  sea  !  the  seaman  keep 
From  all  the  perils  of  the  deep  ; 
When  high  the  crested  billows  rise, 
When  tempests  roar  along  the  skies, 
Save  him  from  danger  and  despair, 
And  may  he  feel  that  God  is  there. 

Greenwood's  Coll. 

474.  7s. 

Time. 

1  While  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here. 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Straight  its  destined  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

D|irts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view. 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

Olney  Hymns. 


occasional  hymns.      475,  476. 

475.  l.  m. 

Years  crowned  with  Goodness. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole  ; 

•    The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  command 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

Doddridge. 

476.  l.  m. 

The  Year  crowned  with  Goodness. 

1  Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
Awake  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  ; 
Thy  hand  rolls  on  our  circling  hours, 
The  hand  from  which  our  being  came. 
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477.  OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  revolving  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee,  successive  honors  raise. 

3  Each  changing  season  on  our  souls 

Its  sweetest,  kindest  influence  sheds  ; 
And  every  period,  as  it  rolls, 

Showers  countless  blessings  on  our  heads. 

4  Our  lives,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe, 

All,  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 

Heginbotham. 

477.     c.  m. 

The  beginning  or  closing  Year. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints  !   and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
Welcome  each  closing  year  ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

Doddridge. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.       478, 479. 

478.     7s. 

The  Close  of  the  Year. 

1  Time  by  moments  steals  away, 
First  the  hour  and  then  the  day  ; 
Small  the  daily  loss  appears, 
Yet  it  soon  amounts  to  years. 

2  Thus  another  year  is  flown  ;. 
Now  it  is  no  more  our  own, 

If  it  brought  or  promised  good, 
Than  the  years  before  the  flood. 

3  But,  may  none  of  us  forget, 
It  has  left  us  much  in  debt ; 
Who  can  tell  the  vast  amount 
Placed  to  every  one's  account ! 

4  Favors  from  the  Lord  received, 
Sins  that  have  his  Spirit  grieved, 
Marked  by  an  unerring  hand, 
In  his  book  recorded  stand. 

5  If  we  see  another  year, 

May  thy  blessing  meet  us  here  ; 

Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

Warm  our  hearts  and  bless  our  eyes. 

Olney  Hymns. 

479.     c.  m. 

Reflections  on  the  past  Year. 

1  And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  my  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long,  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Part  of  my  doubtful  life  is  gone, 

Not  to  return  again ; 
And  fast  my  fleeting  moments  run — 
The  few  which  yet  remain. 


480.  OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

3  Awake,  my  soul !  with  earnest  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
What  are  thy  hopes,  how  sure,  how  fair, 
And  what  thy  great  concern  1 

4  Now  a  new  space  of  life  begins, 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  of  thy  former  sins, 
Through  Christ  so  freety  given, 

5  The  soul  that  yields  if  self  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  relies, 
Pursues  with  joy  the  glorious  road 
That  leads  it  to  the  skies. 

Browne, 

480.       C.  M. 

The  Seasons. 

1  Nature — a  temple  worthy  Heaven, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love  ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below. 
Whose  stars  rejoice  above  ; 

2  Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore  ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 
Of  storm  and  ocean  roar  ; — 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  Spring's  awakening  hours  ; 
Her  Summer  offers  at  the  shrine 
Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers  ; 

4  Her  Autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 

While  Winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

The  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

Bowring. 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.       481,  482. 

481.       H.    M, 

The  Seasons. 

1  In  every  opening  Spring, 

O  God,  thy  glories  shine ; 
Its  thousand  voices  sing 

Thy  grace  and  power  divine ; 
And  all  we  see —       |  The  buds  and  flowers-^ 
The  sunny  hours,         Are  full  of  thee. 

2  Then  come,  in  robes  of  light, 

The  Summer's  flaming  days ; 
The  sun,  thine  image  bright, 
Thy  majesty  displays ; 


But  still  our  souls 
In  thee  rejoice. 


And  oft  thy  voice 
In  thunder  rolls ; 

&  In  Autumn,  a  rich  feast 

Thy  common  bounty  gives 
To  man,  and  bird,  and  beast, 
And  every  thing  that  lives. 


The  morning  air, 
The  radiant  noon, 


The  harvest-moon, 
Thy  praise  declare. 


4  In  Winter,  awful  Thou  ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast 
The  leafless  forests  bow 
Beneath  thy  northern  blast. 


While  tempests  lower, 
To  Thee,  dread  King, 


Our  praise  we  bring, 
And  own  thy  power. 

Greenwood's  Coll. 


482.     rs. 

Spring. 

1  Pleasing  Spring  again  is  here  ; 
Trees  and  fields  in  bloom  appear  : 
Hark  !  the  birds  in  artless  lays 
Warble  their  Creator's  praise. 


483.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS, 

2  Thus  the  soul  in  winter  mourns, 
Till  the  Lord,  the  sun,  returns  ; 
Till  the  Spirit's  gentle  rain 
Bids  the  heart  revive  again. 

3  Father,  may  thy  gracious  voice 
Cause  my  spirit  to  rejoice  ; 
For  thy  presence  can  restore 
Life  to  what  seemed  dead  before. 

4  Lord,  I  long  to  he  at  home, 
Where  these  changes  never  come  ; 
Where  the  blest  no  Winter  fear ; 
Where  'tis  Spring  throughout  the  year. 

5  How  unlike  this  world  below  ! 

There  the  flowers  unwithering  blow, 

There  no  chilling  blasts  annoy  ; 

All  is  bloom,  and  love,  and  joy. 

Olney  Hymns. 

483.       8s  &  7s. 
Autumn  Warn'ngs. 

1  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground  ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound. 

2  '  Ye,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
See  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now7  among  the  dead. 

3  Yearly  in  our  couise  returning, 

Messengers  of  transient  stay, 
O  receive  our  friendly  warning- 
All  things  here  must  pass  away. 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 


484. 


4   On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  your   highest  hopes  be  staid  ; 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  the  leaves  which  never  fade.' 

Home. 

484.       C.  M. 

The  Autumn  Evening. 

1  Behold  the  western  evening  light ! 

It  melts  in  deeper  gloom  ; 
So  calm  the  righteous  sink  away, 
Descending  to  the  tomb. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low — the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ! 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'Tis  like  the  peace  the  dying  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  ! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  lo  !  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears  ! 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 
Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 

6  Night  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 
Shall  wake,  to  close  no  more. 


485, 486.     occasional  hymns* 

485.  c.  m, 

Winter. 

1  With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud. 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  dowa 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race. 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  How, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

Watts. 

486.  l.  m. 

For  a  charitable  Occasion. 

1  O  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 

And  ask  for  mercy  there, 
Who  never  soothed  the  sufferer's  woe, 
Nor  dried  the  mourner's  tear  ? 

2  The  dread  Omnipotence  of  heaven 

We  every  hour  defy  ; 
Yet  still  our  God  is  merciful — 
His  thunders  pass  us  by. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.       487,  488. 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  faithful  friend 

Of  poverty  and  pain  ; 
And  never  did  imploring  eye 
Look  up  to  him  in  vain. 

4  May  we  with  willing  minds  receive 

Example  from  above  ; 
And  learn  the  spirit  and  the  power 
Of  never-weary  love. 

487.  c.  m. 

For  a  charitable  occasion. 

1  Who  is  thy  neighbor  1  he  whom  thou 

Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless  ; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

2  Thy  neighbor  ]  'tis  the  fainting  poor, 

Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim  ; 
O  enter  thou  his  humble  door, 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 

3  Thy  neighbor  ?  he  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim  ; 
With  words  of  high  sustaining  hope, 
G-j  thou  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbor  ?  'tis  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb  ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave ; 
Go  thou,  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbor  ]   pass  no  mourner  by ; 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 

A  breaking  heart  from  misery  ; 

Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 

488.  l.  m. 

In  Time  of  War. 

1  While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strew  the  ground, 
To  thee  we  look,  to  thee  call, 
The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all. 
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489.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS, 

2  For  thou  hast  stamped  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heavenly  mind  ; 

And  in  a  Father's  wide  embrace 
Hast  gathered  all  the  kindred  race. 

3  With  reverence  may  each  hostile  land  i 
Hear  and  obey  the  high  command 

Of  Him,  who  brought  us  from  above 
The  law  of  kindness,  truth,  and  love. 

4  Great  God,  thy  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  sea,  the  furious  wind  ; 

O,  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 
And  hush  the  maddening  world  to  peace. 

Aikin. 

439.       L.    M. 

National  Peace. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies  ! 

A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  fire,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 

And  slaughter  dyes  the  hostile  plain — 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  maiks  their  course,  and   bounds  their 
Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own,        [power; 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wings ; 

Reviving  commerce  spreads  her  sails  ; 
The  fields  are  green,  and  plenty  sings 
Responsive  o'er  the  hills  and  vales. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  gracious  Lord, 

All  thy  sublime  decree  fulfil ; 
Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 

And  move  subservient  to  thy  will. 

Mrs.  Steele- 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.       490,491. 

490.       L.  M. 

Praise  for  National  Blessings. 

1  Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  world's  extended  kingdoms  lie  ; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
Whose  anger  smiles  them  and  they  fall ; 

2  We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne; 
Thy  power  we  see,  thy  goodness  own  : 
But,  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

S  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown 

Their  children's  children  long  shall  own ; 

To  thee  with  grateful  hearts  shall  raise 

Their  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 
4  Our  God,  our  Guardian,  and  our  Friend ! 

Oh  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend ; 

Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 

For  ages  may  thy  kindness  last. 

491.      L.  M.  Roscoe- 

For  a  National  Celebration. 

1  O  Thou,  whose  arm  of  power  surrounds 
The  vast  creation's  utmost  bounds, 
This  day  a  nation  bends  the  knee 

In  grateful  reverence,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

2  For  thou  hast  given  it  joy  and  rest ; 
By  thee  its  earliest  years  were  blest ; 
And  in  its  most  disastrous  hour 

It  leaned  on  thy  almighty  power. 

3  The  martial  chiefs — the  patriot  few  [true, 
Whose  hands  were  strong,  whose  hearts  were 
The  noble  birth-right  to  be  free — 

Great  God  !  we  owe  them  all  to  thee. 

4  And  now  another  Israel  stands 
Redeemed  from  bondage  by  thy  hands, 


492,  493.     occasional  hymns. 

May  all  our  hearts  rejoice  to  know 

The  source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

492.     p.  m. 

On  leaving  an  old  Place  of  Worship. 

1  Here,  to  the  High  and  holy  One? 

Our  fathers  early  reared 
A  house  of  prayer,  a  lowly  one, 

Yet  long  to  them  endeared 
By  hours  of  sweet  communion 

Held  with  their  covenant  God? 
As  oft,  in  sacred  union, 

His  hallowed  courts  they  trod. 

2  Gone  are  the  pious  multitudes 

That  here  kept  holy  time  ; 
In  other  courts  assembled  now 

For  worship  more  sublime. 
Their  children,  we,  are  waiting, 

In  meekness,  Lord,  thy  call ; 
Thy  love  still  celebrating, 

Our  hope,  our  trust,  our  all. 

3  Though  from  this  house,  so  iong  beloved, 

We  part  with  sadness  now, 
Yet  here,  we  trust  wTith  gladness,  soon 

In  fairer  courts  to  bow. 
With  thanks  for  every  blessing 

Vouchsafed  through  all  the  past ; 
With  prayers  thy  throne  addressing 

For  guidance  to  the  last. 


493.     l.  m. 


Flint. 


Dedication  Hymn. 

1   O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One, 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee,  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised,  and  now  devote  these  walls. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 


494. 


2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell,  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when  of  old,  thy  spirit  hung 

On  wings  of  light  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 

494.       L.  M.  Pierpont. 

For  a  Dedication. 

1  Our  fathers'  God  !  whose  eye  of  love 
Beams  bright  with  kindness  from  above, 
To  see  and  lighten  every  care, 

To  hear  and  answer  every  prayer  ; 

2  Within  the  temple's  peaceful  walls, 
Thy  Spirit  most  divinely  falls  ; 

O  may  these  walls  forever  be 
Kept  sacied  to  thy  name  and  thee. 

3  Here  may  the  precepts  of  thy  Son 
Bind  all  divided  hearts  in  one  ; 
Here  may  thy  children  meet  to  pray, 
And  praise  thee  to  their  latest  day. 

4  Here  may  thy  presence,  Lord,  inspire 
Thy  servants'  lips  with  living  fire  ; 
With  power  to  set  the  guilty  free, 
And  charm  their  willing  souls  to  thee. 

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495,496.       OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

495.  c.  m. 

On  opening  a  place  of  worship. 

1  Greatest  of  beings  !  Source  of  good  ! 

We  bow  before  the  throne, 
Which  from  eternity  hath  stood, 
And  worship  thee  alone. 

2  No  bounds  thy  high  perfections  know  ; 

They  fill  creation  wide  ; 
And  wilt  thou  visit  men  below, 
And  here  on  earth  reside  1 

3  Here,  then,  in  every  heart  be  found 

The  dwelling  of  thy  choice, 
And  here  be  heard,  that  sweetest  sound, 
A  cheerful,  thankful  voice. 

4  Here  may  the  mind,  oppressed  with  woes, 

Whose  comfort  long  delays, 
On  mercy's  gentle  breast  repose, 
And  change  its  sighs  to  praise 

5  May  love,  with  unresisted  force, 

Compel  her  guests  to  come  ; 
Arrest  the  sinner  in  his  course, 
And  lead  the  wanderer  home. 

Philadelphia  Coll. 

496.  c.  m. 

On  opening  an  Organ. 

1  All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare 

To  whom  they  all  belong ; 
There  is  a  voice  in  every  star, 
In  every  breeze  a  song. 

2  Sweet  music  fills  the  world  abroad 

With  strains  of  love  and  power  ; 
The  stormy  sea  sings  praise  to  God — 
The  thunder  and  the  shower. 

3  To  God  the  tribes  of  ocean  cry, 

And  birds  upon  the  wing ; 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 


497. 


To  God  the  powers  that  dwell  on  high 
Their  tuneful  tribute  bring. 

4  Like  them  let  man  the  throne  surround, 

With  them  loud  chorus  raise, 
While  instruments  of  loftiest  sound 
Assist  his  feeble  praise. 

5  Great  God  !  to  thee  we  consecrate 

Our  voices  and  our  skill ; 

We  bid  the  pealing  organ  wait 

To  speak  alone  thy  will. 

6  Oh,  teach  its  rich  and  swelling  notes 

To  lift  our  souls  on  high  ; 

And  while  the  music  round  us  floats, 

Let  earth-born  passion  die. 

H.  Ware. 

497.       L.  M. 

Ordination  Hymn. 

1  O  thou,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 

Within,  around  us,  and  above  ! 
Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 

Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed, 

By  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place  ; 
With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received — 
Our  spirits'  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour, 

To  keep  us  meek  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more, 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Direct  and  guard  the  youthful  strength 

Devoted  to  thy  Son  this  day  ; 
And  give  thy  word  full  course  at  length 
O'er  man's  defects  and  time's  decay. 

5  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side — 

Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast ; 


498,  499.      occasional  hymns. 

For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 

And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 

Frothingham. 

498.  l.  m. 

Sickness  of  a  Minister. 

1  O  Thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down ; 
In  mercy  now  thy  servant  spare. 

Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer. 

2  Avert  thy  desolating  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock  ; 

Restore  him  sinking  to  the  grave ; 

Stretch  forth  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save. 

3  But  if  our  supplications  fail ; 

If  earnest  prayers  may  not  prevail, 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
And  guide  him  through  the  gloomy  way. 

4  Around  him  may  thy  angels  stand, 
Waiting  the  signal  of  thy  hand, 
To  bid  his  happy  spirit  rise, 

And  bear  him  to  their  native  skies. 

Rippon's  Coll. 

499.  s.  m. 

On  the  death  of  a  faithful  Minister. 

1  Servant  of  God  !  well  done  ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came  ! 

He  started  up  to  hear  ; 
The  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  ; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field  ; 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red  cross  shield. 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS.     500,  501. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  passed  ! 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ !  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

Montgomery. 

500.     c.  m. 

Children  offered  to  God. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 

With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
See  how  he  takes  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  lowly  name  ; 
It  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  great  Redeemer  came. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  thankful  hearts, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Rejoice  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear ; 

Go,  seek  your  Father's  face  ; 
And  bow  with  transport  to  receive 
The  blessing  of  his  grace. 

Doddridge. 

501.       L.  M. 

Baptism. 

1  This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity  ! 
Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong. 


502,  503.      OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

2  O  may  thy  Spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law  ; 
May  virtue,  piety  and  truth, 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth. 

3  We  too  before  thy  gracious  sight 
Once  shared  the  blest  baptismal  rite ; 
And  would  renew  its  solemn  vow, 
With  love,  and  thanks,  and  praises  now. 

4  Grant  that  with  true  and  faithful  heart 
We  still  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  the  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

West  Boston  Coll. 

502.  7  s. 

Sunday  School  Hymn. 

1  God  of  glory  !   God  of  love  ! 
Lord  of  all  the  worlds  above ! 
Thee  we  bless  for  daily  food, 
Thee  we  bless  for  every  good. 

2  More  than  all,  we  praise  thee,  Lord, 
For  the  blessings  of  thy  word  ; 

For  the  tidings  Jesus  brought, 
For  the  precepts  Jesus  taught. 

3  Gracious  Father  !  Heavenly  King  ! 
Hear  us,  when  thy  name  we  sing  ! 
May  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Grateful,  fervent  songs  of  praise. 

503.  s.  m. 

For  Sunday  Schools. 

1  Within  these  walls  be  peace  ! 

Love  through  these  borders  found  ; 
In  all  our  little  palaces 
Prosperity  abound. 

2  God  scorns  not  humble  things  ; 

Here,  though  the  proud  despise, 


OCCASIONAL    HYMNS.      504,  505. 

The  children  of  the  King  of  kings 

Are  training  for  the  skies. 
3  May  none,  who  here  are  taught, 

From  glory  be  cast  down  ; 
But  all,  through  faith  and  patience,  brought 

To  wear  a  heavenly  crown. 

Montgomery. 

504.  l.  m. 

Prayer  of  an  afflicted  Church. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep, 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now  ; 

Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  it  through  : 
Turn  us  to  thee  ;  thy  love  restore  : 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thine  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  1 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground] 

4  Return,  Almighty  God,  return  ! 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee  ;  thy  love  restore ; 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

Watts. 

505.  c.  m. 

Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  While  Shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 

All  seated  on  the  ground,  [night, 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  Fear  not,  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  ; 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 


506.  OCCASIONAL    HYMNS. 

3  To  you  in  David's  town  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
A  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid. 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Arose  their  joyful  song  : 

6  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 

Good  will  henceforth  from  Heaven  to  men 

Begin  and  never  cease. 

Patrick. 

506.        6s  &  10s. 
The  Nativity. 

1  No  war  nor  battle's  sound 
Was  heard  the  world  around, 

No  hostile  chiefs  to  furious  combat  ran  ; 
But  peaceful  was  the  night 
Wherein  the  Prince  of  light 

His  reign  of  peace  upon  the  earth  began. 

2  The  shepherds  on  the  lawn 
Before  the  break  of  dawn, 

Sat  silent,  gazing  on  the  starry  sky ; 
When,  lo  !  a  blaze  of  light 
Burst  on  their  wondering  sight, 

With  fiery  radiance  kindling  all  on  high. 

3  And  music,  sweet  and  clear, 
Flowed  on  the  listening  ear, 

Such  as  of  old  the  sons  of  morning  sung : 


OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 


507. 


The  gentle  cherubim 
And  shining  seraphim  [tongue. 

Welcomed  their  Prince  with  rapture  on  their 

4  Oh,  may  the  silver  chime 
Sound  through  all  coming  time  ; 

And  let  the  bass  of  heaven's  deep  organ  blow, 

To  bless  the  holy  child, 

Who  came  in  winter  wild, 
To  dwell  with  man  in  this  cold  world  below. 

5  And  in  the  awful  day 
When  all  shall  pass  away, 

His  light  shall  start  us  from  our  wintry  sleep  : 
The  earth  shall  stand  aghast, 
And  tremble  at  the  blast,        [the  deep. 

When  the  last  trump  shall  thunder  through 

Milton,  alt'd. 

507.     l.  m. 

Public  Humiliation. 

1  Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds, 

And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore  ; 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power ; 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 

That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea  ; 
And  man,  who  moves,  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry ; 
Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 
Thine  incense,  the  repentant  sigh. 

4  O  may  our  land,  in  this  her  hour, 

Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod ; 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  Friend, 
And  find  forgiveness  in  her  God. 
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508,509.    occasional  hymns. 
508.     h.  m. 

Missionary   Hymn. 

1  Rise,  Sun  of  glory,  rise  ! 

And  chase  the  shades  of  night, 
Which  now  obscure  the  skies, 

And  hide  thy  sacred  light ; 
O  chase  those  dreary  shades  away, 
And  bring  the  dawning  of  the  day. 

2  Now  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord  ! 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word  ; 
That  heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

3  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 

To  all  our  fallen  race, 
And  all  the  earth  become 

The  temple  of  thy  grace  : 
Where  pure  devotion  shall  ascend 
In  songs  of  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

Pratt's  Coll. 

509.  l.  m. 

The  Christian  Farewell. 

1  Thy  presence,  ever  living  God  ! 

Wide  through  all  nature  spreads  abroad  ! 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  never  sleep, 
In  every  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  powers  sustain  ; 
When  separate,  we  rejoice  to  share 
Thy  counsels,  and  thy  guardian  care. 

3  To  thee  we  now  commit  our  ways, 
And  still  implore  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Still  cause  thy  face  on  us  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 

Give  us  within  thy  house  to  raise, 
Again,  united  songs  of  praise  ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us,  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

Doddridge. 

DOXOLOGIES. 

1.  C.    M. 

Now  to  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

2.  C.    M. 

To  God,  your  benefactor,  bring 

The  tribute  of  your  praise  ; 
Too  poor  for  an  Almighty  King, 

But  all  that  man  can  raise. 

3.  L.    M. 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  praise  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

4.  S.    M. 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  ; 

Great  is  thy  grace  and  sure  thy  word  ; 
Thy  truth  forever  stands. 

Far  be  thy  honor  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

5.     c.  p.  M. 

Great  God  !   to  thee  our  all  we  owe, 
Our  peace  and  sweetest  joys  below, 

Our  brightest  hopes  above  : 
Then  may  our  lives  and  all  that's  ours, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  active  powers, 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 

6.       H.    M. 
Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Forever  bless  his  name  : 
Let  earth  and  sea  and  sky 

His  wondrous  love  proclaim. 
To  Him  be  praise  and  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

7.       L.    M.    61. 

O  Father,  may  thy  grace  impart 
The  spirit  of  thy  perfect  love  ; 

And  write  it  deeply  in  our  hearts, 
That  we  may  all  be  blessed  above  ; 

And  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 

Thy  people,  and  forever  thine. 

8.       L.    M. 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 

Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
To  God  be  praise  and  glory  given, 

By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


INTRODUCTION  AND  CLOSE  OF  WORSHIP. 

Hymns  relating  to  the  Lord's  day,  1—13.  Adoration  and 
Praise,  14—37.  Invocation,  38—48.  Worship,  49—62. 
Close  of  Service,  63 — 69. 

DIVINE  PROVIDENCE   AND  PERFECTION. 

God  our  Father,  70,  71.  Blessings  of  Providence,  72—75. 
Divine  Goodness,  76,  77  ;  unceasing,  78  ;  inexhaustible, 
79,  80  ;  universal,  81.  God  our  Shepherd,  82—85.  Di- 
vine omnipresence,  86—88  ;  omniscience,  89,  90  ;  wisdom, 
91.  Divine  presence,  92  ;  faithfulness,  93,  94  ;  benignity, 
95  ;  condescension,  66  ;  mercy,  97,  98  ;  forgiveness,  99  ; 
grace,  100,  101;  protection,  102;  care,  103;  greatness, 
104.  God  our  Preserver,  105;  support,  106,  107;  deliv- 
erer, 108;  strength,  109;  portion,  110;  home,  111;  re- 
fuge, 112.  God  impartial,  113  ;  unchangeable,  114,  115; 
unsearchable,  116,  117  ;  unknown,  118,  119.  Godofthe 
seasons,  120;  of  nature,  121—128.  Praise  of  divine  per- 
fection, 129—132. 

JESUS  CHRIST  AND  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

The  mission  of  Christ,  133.  His  coming,  134  ;  baptism,  135  ; 
example,  136,  137;  discouragement,  138;  resurrection, 
140;  exaltation,  141  ;  kingdom,  142,  143  j  intercession, 
144.  Christ  seen  of  angels,  145.  The  morning  star,  146. 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness,  147.  Reflection  of  Divine 
Glory,  148.  Mercy  through  Christ,  149  ;  pardon,  150  ; 
perfection,  151.  Christ  our  Saviour,  152.  Not  ashamed 
of  Christ,  153,154,  The  Gospel,  155— 157  ;  invitations, 
158 — 160;  blessedness,  161,  162;  value,  163;  efficacy, 
164.  Light  and  freedom,  165.  Glory,166.  The  Word  of 
God,  167.  Nature  and  Scripture,  16S.  The  Law  and 
the  Gospel,  169,  170. 

LIFE,  DEATH,  AND  ETERNITY. 

Youth,  171,  172.  Youthful  piety,  173,  174.  Old  age,  175, 
176;  prepared  for,  177.  Protection  through  Life,  178; 
praise  for,  179,  180.  Timely  improvement  of  Life,  181 — 
183;  vanity,  184— 190;  shortness,  191—193.  Warnings 
of  mortality,  194—198.  Death,  199  ;  approaching,  200  ; 
overcome,  201.  Death  of  the  Righteous,  202,  203.  The 
grave,  204 ;  its  peace,  205.  Absence  from  the  body,  206. 
Retiibution,  207.  The  last  day,  208.  The  resurrection, 
209.  Heaven,  210—213. 
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INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

CHRISTIAN  PRINCIPLES  AND  AFFECTIONS. 
The  new  heart,  214.  Trust  in  God,  215—221.  Praise  for 
divine  goodness,  222,  223  ;  in  prosperity,  224  ;  in  adver- 
sity, 225  ;  in  all  changes,  226.  Grateful  submission,  227. 
Resignation,  22S— 230.  Acquiescence,  231.  Anxiety 
removed,  232,  233.  Encouragement,  234.  Dependence 
on  God,  235.  Support  in  God,  236.  Obligation  to  God, 
237.  Happiness  in  God,  238.  Seeking  God,  239,  240. 
Rejoicing  in  God,  241  ;  walking  with,  242,  243  ;  glorying 
in,244.  Love  to  God,  245  ;  and  man,  246.  Love  essential, 
247,  248.  Penitence,  249—252.  Holy  resolutions,  253. 
Aspirations,  254 — 256  ;  for  heaven,  257  ;  for  virtue,  258 
— 260;  for  wisdom,  261;  for  fervor,  262.  Patience  and 
hope,  263,  264.  Hope  in  death,  265  ;  of  heaven,  266,  267. 
Christian  charity,  268—271 ;  candor,  272.  Watching  and 
prayer,  273.  Retirement,  274,  275.  Self-communion, 
276.  Habitual  devotion,  277.  The  believer's  unbelief, 
278.  The  better  part,  279.  Steady  principle,  280. 
Christian  principles,  281.  Christian  temper,  282.  Hu- 
mility, 283.  Zeal,  284.  Seeing  the  Invisible,  285.  Faith, 
286,287.  Obedience,  288,  289.  Faithfulness,  290.  A 
good  conscience,  291,  292.  Peace  after  trouble,  293. 
Pleasure  in  duty,  294.  Dullness  in  religion,  295.  Incon- 
stancy, 296.  Growth  in  grace,  297.  Holiness,  298. 
Independence,  299.     Divine  life  in  man,  300. 

0  SUBJECTS  OF  SERMONS. 

Love  divine,  301.  Divine  bounty,  302.  The  Christian  war- 
fare, 303,  304.  The  weak  strengthened,  305,  306.  The 
way  to  Zion,  307.  Travellers  in  life,  308,  309.  Wis- 
dom's ways,  310.  Way  of  the  just,  happy,  311.  Chris- 
tian race,  312.  Christian  warrior,  313,  314.  Christian 
life,  315.  Divine  blessings,  316,  317.  Human  ingrati- 
tude, 318.  Divine  protection  implored,  319  ;  divine  aid, 
320,  321;  light,  322,  323;  safety  and  strength,  324; 
mercy,  325  ;  guidance,  326.  God  speaking  peace,  327  ; 
shining  into  the  heart,  328  ;  trying  our  ways,  329.  Di- 
vine presence,  330  ;  instruction,  331  ;  support,  332 — 334  ; 
comfort,  335.  God  our  shepherd,  336  ;  our  salvation,  337  ; 
everlasting  light,  338  ;  preserver,  339.  The  better  part, 
340.  Jacob's  vow,  341.  The  bands  of  love,  342.  The 
accepted  sacrifice,  343,  344.  Secret  devotion,  345.  Saints* 
rest,  346.  Rest  to  the  weary,  347.  Star  of  Bethlehem, 
348,  349.  The  sun  of  righteousness,  350.  The  healing 
stream,  351.  The  living  water,  352.  One  thing  needful, 
353.  The  call  of  wisdom,  354.  The  broad  road,  355. 
Heaven,  356.    Christian  privileges,  357.    Christian  friend- 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

ship,  358.     Forgiveness  of  sins,  359— 36 1.     Freedom  from 
sin,  362.     Mercy  in  affliction,  363.     Benefit  in  affliction, 
364.     Light  from  darkness,  365.     Light  from   the  gospel, 
366,  3G7.     Sacred  examples,  368,  369.     Abiding  in  Christ, 
370.     Following  Christ,    371.     Union    with   Christ,  372. 
The  waste  of  years,  373.     Gospel   for   the   young,    374. 
Treasure   in    earthen     vessels,    375.      Retribution,    376. 
Danger  of  pleasure,  377.     Want   of  improvement,    378. 
Zion,  the  city  of  God,  379.     Israel  of  God,  380  ;  its  hope 
forsaken,    381.      Zion   triumphant,    382.     Safety  of  the 
church,  383,  384.     Glory  of  the  church,  385.     Knowledge 
of  God,  386.     Prayer  for  the  thoughtless,  3S7.     Christian 
character,  388.     The  humble  accepted,  389.     Accounta- 
bility, 390.     Salvation,    391.     The   broken  heart  healed, 
^  392,  393.     The  face  in  a  glass,  394.     The  weeping  seed- 
time,   S95.     Victory   flTrough   Christ,    396.     Blessings  of 
"'-^•-*former-thr^  39*  ^re>ailhig*  bad  example,  398.     The 
«        way  of  the   Lord,    393      Man   unworthy,    400.  *  Divine 
-*  v    spirnV30-r.  '  Garments  of  prarse', -402.  ;*The  just  belong  to 

God,  403.     Before  or  after  -sermon,  404. 
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Institution  of  the  W>ger,  405.     M^eitjorial,  AQ6.  »  Remembrance 
•  %*    *of'ChrisC407,  40?;     Chris*  the  shepherd,  409.  ^  Example 
in  suffering  and  death,  4  iO.    £*wsfc*fmTsa'&m-*,4rT.-    His 
resignation,  4f2.     *  It  is  finished '413.     Dea$h  and  jresur- 
.  m%   -V^e>ti7hi^f*»h\-rsT,  4Un*  Jar+i#Lamk  slam,*"ffc:-  -Ttix^ross, 
4 16vL*§vfc*  stronger  than  death,  417.  JphristoL  death  and 
^  >  VjeW%^,  4*6  **Wie  *^eraatioh**6f*i<fte,~*9.  '"Bread 
from  heaven,  420.     Reconciliation,    42U  .The  .wandering 
sheep,  422.     Invitation,  42$,  "KSo«ii^g  to*  the,  w4i<*'s;  424. 
Communion,  425—427;  of  the   living  and  the  dead,  428. 
The  disciples  a  light   to  the  world,  429.     The  day  of  ac- 
count, 430.    Christian  farewell,  431.     Benediction,  432. 

OCCASIONAL  HYMNS. 

Morninghymns,433— 436.  Evening  hymns,  437—441.  Night 
thoughts,  442.  Praise  by  night,  443.  Saturday  evening, 
444.  Sabbath  hours,  445.  Domestic  worship,  446.  Pri- 
vate resolutions,  447.  Domestic  sorrows,  448,  449. 
Sickness  and  recovery,  450,  451.  Support  in  death,  452. 
Parents'  prayer,  453.  Hymns  for  children,  454 — 457. 
Preservation  from  disease,  458,  459.  Funeral  hymns,  460, 
461.  Dirge,  462.  Death  of  an  infant,  463  ;  of  children, 
464;  of  the  young,  465;  of  the  useful,  466.  The  wan- 
derer's hymn,  467.  Return  from  abroad,  468.  For  a 
storm,  469.     Blessing  of  rain,   470.     Times  of  scarcity, 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


471.  Intemperance  reformed,  472.  Mariner's  hymn, 473; 
Time,  474.  Years  crowned  with  goodness,  475,  476. 
Opening  or  closing  year,  477.  Close  of  the  year,  478. 
reflections  oh,  479.  The  seasons,  480,  481.  Spring,  482. 
Autumu  warnings,  83  Autumn  evening, 484.  Winter, 
485.  Charitable  occasions,  486,  487.  Time  of  war,  488. 
Peace,  489.  National  blessings,  490.  National  celebra- 
tion, 491.  Leaving  an  old  church,  492.  Dedications, 
493l_495.  Opening  an  organ,  496.  Ordination,  497. 
Sickness  of  a  minister,  498  ;  death  of,  499.  Baptism, 
500,501.  Sunday  school,  502,  503.  Afflicted  church, 
504.'  Birth  of  Christ,  505,  506.  Humiliation,  507. 
Missionary  Hymn,  508.     Christian  farewell,  509. 


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